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Crimson
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By:
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jessealess
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Mood:
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indescribable
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Date:
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Feb 21, 2008, 03:02 AM
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Music:
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None
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I find myself, quite suddenly,
standing beneath a fiery crimson sky.
Breathtaking and bold,
it brings such an ominous reply
to the fears that grow
deep within the mind's eye.
The air grows cold, cruel and heartless.
A shroud of subtle, yet prominent
darkness is cast about.
And our Mother Earth herself
is held silent all throughout.
Her protective defiance denied
by the fires in the sky, so deafeningly loud.
A morbid and horrible vision has been given to us.
Yet it is our denial that will hold our hand
through our imminent demise.
And it will look down on us
with a devious grin and stabbing eyes,
laughing boisterously at us
for ever thinking we were so wise.
When the fiery beast finally lays down to sleep,
we will see all that was consumed
by our relentless selfishness
as we are left alone
within our bitter lonliness.
Abandoned
by our own self righteousness.
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