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Red skies that burn away the night.
How the darkness does run away in fright.
How the darkness does hide in fear.
The red skies are vey near.
Red skies against a blue day.
All the little thoughts begin to stray.
Like fire, it burns and lights up the sky.
Every ounce of darkness begins to die.
It begins to fade,no onuce of shade.
No spot of dark.
Red skies burn through trees,through leaves
and through bark.
Red skies against dark, against the day.
Against blue rays, against skies.
Ripping, tearing,burning, shining.
Red skies against a blue day.
Red skies against a blue drape.
Against a canvas so dark.
Red skies against them all.
Red skies, Red skies, Red skies the fear of night.
Fears friend and terror's mentor.
Run in fear O you deamonds.
From red skies that light up the night.
The savior from darkness,
Red skies against a blue day.
Slashing, tearing,ripping the darkness away.
 Poetic_Indulgence · Fri Jan 04, 2008 @ 09:44pm · 0 Comments |
