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There is fire on the mountains everyday now

A brilliant red, orange, and yellow

The multicolored drapery

Of a dying Summer memory

When each picture was a new scene

Of when the world was warm and green

Even the songbirds are on the run

Distraught, the Fall calls for the Sun

But the Sun has lost all its shine

Though it still assures all is fine

Fall covers the sky with a blanket of clouds

With the howling winds, it cries aloud

Soon the Fall too shall die

With a cold, chill sigh

But when Death is at its back

It will wear white, not black

Even so, the grave is cold

With chiming bells, the death knell tolls

Pleading eyes in the dark

Against the bleak white are stark

Save the Fall before all the leaves change and die

A silent prayer, an audible cry

Save the fire on the mountains

Dry these incessant fountains…

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Rupture
15:07 Oct 22 2017

very nice

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Tormented and lost

In a world so unreal

Demented, the cost,

Of trying to feel

Tired of your heart being

Broken every time

Used and abused thing,

Token left behind

Resign to solitude

Accept that this

Design in attitude

You can’t fix

Time fades away

Alone you cry

With each passing day

Condone the will to die

Pressure you can’t bare

A cross holding you down

Stresser that doesn’t care

Screams with no sound

Which is the sweeter sin?

Fight for the will to live

Or die and give in

Right in knowing God will forgive

Choose the path that’s easier

But one has no way back

Lose yourself in the ether

Carried away in a sack

Or live on and see the sun

No chance left to miss

To know life has begun

Perchance, is this bliss?

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VampyreDraculesti
00:18 Oct 16 2017

i like this

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Rupture
00:58 Oct 16 2017

very nice

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Minde
09:01 Oct 16 2017

Well written

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Loki1313
09:41 Oct 16 2017

"Which is the sweeter sin? well said

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Somewhere in the shadows
Beyond the darkest night
Fallen angels chase butterflies
They scream for their wings
To be replaced on their backs
Wings the butterflies stole
And flutter and taunt just out of reach

Butterflies with their blackened wings
Bore of cries of despair
And betrayals of the world
These wings cannot bear angels away
They came from souls now too fragile to be strong

Trapped in this dark land
With only one way out
Some trigger bares them to the streams
Where they all float away
To the world beyond
The Lament of the Fallen Angels
Ceases as one by one,
The butterflies fall away

But it is nothing real
Fake relief from a drone that never stops
When the rush dies
So goes the relief
And the cries begin again
Birthing more black winged butterflies
To be your friends another day

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sippa
11:19 Oct 15 2017

you have a very interesting style

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Loki1313
09:44 Oct 16 2017

I love this one

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