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Floating in a capsule built of fertile sleep.
Daring to be, a light capsule of sweet gold.
What? A hazy blank cradle of beginning?
Ruby of circulation - soothing beat.
A trail, great pass through open gates and streams core,
My Random focus is controlling nothing
Vast silence - inward electricity weak
Cure - the core is my relaxation force.
Flexible activity - butterfly.
Fantasy prism unlike anything sown
Inhale, exhale my lungs are active.
- by ~jadesnow~ |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/21/2009 |
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- Title: Lungs
- Artist: ~jadesnow~
- Description: This is my first submission!!!!! I wrote this originally for a Poetry project at school but I wanted to take a different approuch and use Iambic pentameter, which I had never done berfore. Surprisingly it came out like this!! and I'm very happy it did! <D Enjoy/Leave comments/Thanks for Reading!
- Date: 02/21/2009
- Tags: lungs iambicpentameter
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- ThievingNihilism - 09/27/2009
- It's really nice, the way you write is so cool and calm, kudos
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- tksunshine93 - 02/21/2009
- This is really cool!!!!! Keep them coming!!!!!
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