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Back to Orange and Black (Free verse) by winniss Spheres of orange, glowing lights, dance a
blaze across a mystical night.
Sweeping brooms and pointed tipped hats,
fiery emerald eyes of blacken cats.
Crystal moon glazing light, bring shadows to
the night.
Childhood memories tingling down my spine,
dripping off a candle and melting into
time.
Up the ladder:
Bound To Me
Down the ladder:
Causation
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Posted: October 15, 2007 5:45 PM PDT; Last modified: October 16, 2007 4:52 PM PDTWeighted score: 4.9602656 Overall Rank: 8597 Comments:
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Skamper @ 58.171.89.69
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22-Oct-07/10:00 PM
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I think tingle instead of tingling would bring this straight into the momment. I like this.
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