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31 January 2009 @ 18:23
This one is a strange poem.  
She walks on earth
As the days die and sweep by
She prays for the sun to rise
To light upon the dusky sky
She holds her hands together in a thought
Trying to send a message
To her gods, For they do oblige

For they do oblige
It's their job
As gods
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ammiemayammiemay on 2nd February 2009 19:57 (UTC)
Wow! You write so good! *bundles*
Ammeeriaammeeria on 3rd February 2009 16:15 (UTC)
Thank you. :)