Dance
a field of blossoms
a world apart
each of satin petals,
a poison heart.
I am ringed about
with ghosts and dream-things
looking on.
You dance with me,
and they are gone.
Dance a field of blossoms a world apart each of satin petals, a poison heart. I am ringed about with ghosts and dream-things looking on. You dance with me, and they are gone. |
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Hmm... I..Sorry, but I can't seem to get into any more depth. I'm horrible at critiquing writing, even though I myself write.
BUt still, pretty good.
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