Conflicting feelings
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May. 13th, 2009 | 07:02 pm
mood:
blah
Diamonds litter the grass
Syrupy fragrance hangs heavy in the air
Squirrels scamper in morning's chill
Scratching of tiny claws on bark
Birdsong pierces otherwise peaceful haze
I look to the sky
Sun fighting it's way through strong clouds
Who will be the victor?
Syrupy fragrance hangs heavy in the air
Squirrels scamper in morning's chill
Scratching of tiny claws on bark
Birdsong pierces otherwise peaceful haze
I look to the sky
Sun fighting it's way through strong clouds
Who will be the victor?
