Unknown Abstracts

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The corners of the mountain....

The corners of the mountain
Just sore across the air
Choking the one in the sky
The anxiousness of you gone
Just doesn't exist anymore
As another paddles down
The stream crosses its path
The lying woman closes her
eyes
and could never shut the chatters
of her mouth
The stress screaming in my head hurts badly
As the promise you
made, is broken
A shattered noise echoes out of nowhere
The one in the sky
Is angry at its children
who deal with such foolishness
"It" knows that the low life of foolishness
Doesn't fit in the humanity of this universe
We won't know how far it'll travel across the universe
The resurrection is over
But the puddles drip, drip
With its many surprises

2 Comments

Wow I really liked this poem. I liked how you talked about the mountians it made me feel like I was actually there
-see you at the next meeting-

That was madd good. Yourwords were so descriptive I actually pictured myself in your poem. Question...when you were talking about the one in the sky were you refering to god? I'm glad that we have alot in common see you next time too

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