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Past...
Past is a crazy thing
The way the burned wings
Find their way to be
Get wet with red Ink
Blood shines in the dark
It has it's own spark
Flames rising in your heart
Burning every body part
Blames that tear you apart
Get hurt by your own laughs
Now you think about the past
Smile shining with a proud heart ..
The way the burned wings
Find their way to be
Get wet with red Ink
Blood shines in the dark
It has it's own spark
Flames rising in your heart
Burning every body part
Blames that tear you apart
Get hurt by your own laughs
Now you think about the past
Smile shining with a proud heart ..
Published 31st Dec 2015
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I really liked the coupling of "flames" and "blames" I felt that the rhyme gave way to a powerful metaphor there. That was great. I also enjoyed the "Blood shines in the dark" line. Good stuff.
Grammar: I think "there" should be "their".
Grammar: I think "there" should be "their".
31st Dec 2015 3:08pm
Thanks a lot for your time and kind words ! :) .. Oops sorry about the "their" thing .. Thanks for pointing that out too ! I'll make sure to read my poems carefully before uploading / posting them . :)
31st Dec 2015 9:05pm
Truly enjoyed this read! "Smile shining with aproud heart"
Indeed!!! :)
Indeed!!! :)
2nd Jan 2016 12:48pm
So glad that you enjoyed it !! :) .. Thank you so much for your time and precious words !! :)
