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By pixyfire
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26 November 2005 |
Just a short little hallmark poem. lol The crunching gravel of a cracked lot Glints with the broken shards Of a thousand fireflies. It is the snow painted hill And the night meadow Of the concrete wilderness |
Written by Oops (11 comments posted) 27th November 2005 | Is it alright that i dont know what your on about?   ?
good though  |
Written by pixyfire (6 comments posted) 27th November 2005 | | I was sitting in an empty parking lot alone one night, staring at the broken glass flickering under the street lamps. That's what "the broken shards of a thousand fireflies" refers to |
Written by no1butClo (337 comments posted) 10th July 2006 | i love your touch for imagery, its just so. just introspective enough to give a sense of mystery.
Gorgeous ideas, will go and find more!
clo x |
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