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When Stars let Dreams Die


Author: Kaitylizzy
ASL Info:    20/female/Vermont
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Words: 151
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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comments, anything,thanks much love kaity


When Stars let Dreams Die



Was it all just suppose to be like this when the world comes crashing down
She can’t find the wooden tabs that had her destiny written on it.
Little children running,
running fast little feet hitting the ground,
shaking the earth, trembling the trees awaking the soul.
The place where they fought, were they loved,
is going,
going by tiny little lights,
just tiny ones falling from the sky,
like tears from a child’s eye who caught the north side of the wind.
It is all leaving, all the green, all the blue, replaced with red.
She thought the wood promised her red, red of love, of life.
But she miss read my destiny,
she miss read it, when she said goodbye to him,
when the world came crashing down,
when the stars let the dreams die.




Submitted on 2006-03-26 22:15:45     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  that is so on point. hopefully am not being a dick with ears and eyes and hands for my fingers to type and screw eyed your poem but it sound like you a dreamer as so many of us are as children but than realized that Santa Clause isn't real type [censored]. I am so in love with that poem though i can't read nothing more than once it really hurts my head.( it makes me feel stupid!!lol.) but i love the lines "falling from the sky,
like tears from a child’s eye who caught the north side of the wind."
| Posted on 2006-12-09 00:00:00 | by Manee69 | [ Reply to This ]
  first of all, i so love the title to this, as well as the idea of destiny being written on wooden tabs.
but it just seems to be missing something. i cant quite put my finger on it...i think that maybe you went too much into the colors and children thoughts. maybe mix it up a little more with different metaphors. I dunno, when i clicked on this, i just expected something totally different...like more on the side of fizzled out stars and wishes never reaching it's intended destiny of a shooting star...
| Posted on 2006-03-27 00:00:00 | by MmR | [ Reply to This ]


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