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Midnights Dreams Whispers n the Tiger

Contributed by remi on Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 05:27:19 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Midnights Dreams Whispers n the Tiger


Faints Whispers said to me

“But they’ll die before their time “
When the Earths Quakes
But could be they were meant to die anyway.

I’m coughing as I’m drowning in a pool of misery feel like the tiger is biting at my soul I’m running to the falling flowers, pain is piercing my heart as I suffocates. The birds are circling my body as if it dead. As I search thru my dreams it reminds me of Coney Island. Oranges are sprinkling on my head. The buttons are snapping at my feet. I pop into Italy, Playin pool with a Kalifornia hippie.

As I’m about to win the game the tiger walk to the side of me and ask if I want to go to Hawaii I close my eyes and open to see that I’m standing in front of a beautiful ocean I look around to see the tiger layin on the breach eatin oranges

The wave of the oceans sucks me in but this time I’m not coughing nor drowning and love is perching my heart as darkness is tryin to suffocates me. I’m brought back to the surfaces sitting at a table at Coney Island eatin at a orange

The tiger walk by me as he look familiar to me and said in the background.

“But they’ll die before their time “
When the Earths Quakes
But could be they were meant to die anyway.


Remy




Copyright © remi ... [ 2006-05-19 17:27:19]
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Re: Midnights Dreams Whispers n the Tiger (User Rating: 1 )
by SmileSkinDeep on Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 05:30:28 PM AEST
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original, actually original. good job


Re: Midnights Dreams Whispers n the Tiger (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 06:56:11 PM AEST
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very original. good write.




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