Of All The Places

By: Tainted Girl

Of all the places that cover the land,

The sun shines brightest in one specific place.

A pure stream flowing from my heart,

A pure stream of comfort, filled with healing.

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Clouded in thick fog, only one path leading to the water;

A path drawn by the soft pitter-patter of my own feet.

The fading path, so vulnerable to another's step yet so pure.

One trespassers footprint can cause the stream to shiver with ripples.

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Once on the path the foggy mist lifts revealing the stream.

Unseen waves of emotion and nipping winds of pain fill the air.

The purity of the river cannot go unpolluted not matter how I try,

If only we alone could swim in its cool refreshing waves of innocence.

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Beyond the fog, the stream is untamed and wild.

There is nothing to argue with its paths and opinions.

No humans or animals to taint its crystalline waters.

The tears from the sky land in its depths free of blame.

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The cool waters welcome the sky's salty tears,

Salty drops mix with the pure waves of innocence.

Unknowingly tainted with salt, the water flows freely

Slowly the salt slows the flowing waters and binds them.

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Waves struggle to overcome the deposits lying on the murky bed,

The arrogant sky booms with loud, disdainful thunder.

More salty tears fall cruelly tainting the innocent waters,

Fog comes down on the stream, keeping the tears out.

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Thunderous bellows of anger cause the stream to shiver,

No salt can enter yet no water can flow out of the shield.

Tormented water tries the boundaries with massive waves,

The fog recedes slowly and the salty tears rain down vindictively.

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The pungent smell of death lingers in the air,

Sparkling waters raped of their innocence.

Salt water corrupts the trickling stream that weeps,

Rough bank edges press in on the water, restraining it.

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Beyond the salt is a purely crystalline integrity,

Thriving purity flows through its tempestuous waters.

Sparkling innocence deeply craving love from the sky,

Under the fog cover a naivety and trust blinds the river.

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Waterfalls flow fiercely, upriver and downriver

No aging is forced upon the wisely ancient waters.

Soft ripples caress the senses of all who pass,

Soothing melodies float from the turbulent brook

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The surrounding riverbanks flourish easily,

Feather-light grass sprouts from the nourishing water.

Salt has faded but the river still trembles at cloudy skies,

The fog is a fragile wall, and will tumble easily.

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The softness of the emerald green grass along side the brook,

The misty rain cooling the vegetation from the sun,

The sweet tastes of morning dew and lush fruits are savored,

All creatures are drawn to partake in the water's bounty.

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The thick fog is intended to keep the sky's tears out.

Thanks to rain clouds from the past the haze is now failing.

The thick black mist of pollution flows silently through the cracks,

Submerging in salt and litter, the black mist causes fearful ripples.

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The water's speed picks up, creating treacherous rapids,

The trusted humans, sky and animals all pushed away.

The vile creatures have raped this utopia of its melody,

Currents of distress and suspicion flow hastily downstream.

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This mist pursues the fleeting water, fueled by the sky's cruelty,

Helplessness grows into the surrounding plants from the waters.

Betrayal's black tint covers the lusciously green land and pure air.

Life-sucking viral unfaithfulness corrupts the stream quickly.

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The waters halt, a massive wall of anger and ferocious droplets,

Fleeing is futile, war between the waters and blackened sky begins.

Thunderous anger and infuriated bolts of lightening dive recklessly at the water.

Defenseless droplets fall into the dry bed once more, defeated and dead.

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The salt and winds surround the water in a malicious attack.

The desecrated embankment and helpless waters quake in fear,

A utopian world is defiled by hate and pain; just as my heart is.

And like my heart the watery depths freeze over in submission and pain.

~End~