Bitch from Hell

Damned already, so its no surprise being here

Peace

orejas | 01 October, 2004 10:04

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Foam flecked

Green ocean

Great rivers

Thundering waterfalls

 

Tiny brooks

Chattering streams

Chaos. Tumult.

Rich smell of

Earth after rain

 

Gentle breeze

Caressing me

Wind whipping my hair

Dew on grass

Rain spattering all around

Running down my face

Rustling leaves

Soothe my tumult.

 

Faint in the breeze

I hear your voice

To calm my mind

I close my eyes

And in you my heart

My soul find peace.

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Ravi | 01/10/2004, 11:04

Good one. I like the last para....

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diva | 01/10/2004, 12:33

liked the way you described things around!!

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Aran | 01/10/2004, 19:49

Ahhh... water child! :)

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me | 01/10/2004, 19:54

yes MOST defnitely...

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