By:
Bethany M. (psuchick402)
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Date Submitted: 8/9/2007
Genre: Literature & Fiction »
Poetry
Words: 80
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My soul is as white as the winter sky, from my window, the sky is black. So does that mean my soul is too? Or is this what everyone else sees? Blinded by a thick layer of glass. What they think they can see right through but once outside, realize how wrong they are and how much more beautiful it really is. My soul is like the virgin snow illuminating the ground but that aspect of the snow goes unnoticed... |
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