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Post by DaringDo on May 4, 2012 0:44:38 GMT -5
The trying tone of your silent gaze, twilight in your eye glowing like the sparkle of the sky.
Harsh wind, screeching metal rips through the frozen air. The wait is too much to bear.
Glistening green eye. Your face dims, A sunset falling from sight. This last minute whim, too short a flight.
Fading through the sleet, the fuselage soars. A never ending beat. The steel roars.
Glistening green eye, like the sparkle of the sky. The last I saw as you turned away, not a single flaw.
The final hope, to say goodbye. Do not mope, Glistening green eye.
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