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Midnight and beyond.

Poetry By: SkarlettStone

Inspired by a real Person,
I can;t understand whats going on.

Submitted:Dec 19, 2008    Reads: 65    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

His Laugh is to die for,

Bottle to keep it,

Accept it,

Reject it,

Inhale it

Dicect it.

Early morning,

Watching the death of a sun,

killing the perfict night,

He has to leave.

But will return,

The taste of Ciggarets,

No smoke to leave me,

I have smoked none,

But the feeling remains,

Kill the night,

Stain the snow with sunlight,

And impureify my beautiful life.

Finally a love I can feel.

A life I can live,

A feeling I can't erase.


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