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Sonorous Songs of the Solid Seraphim
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cripple blackbird PM
OLD. An icy chill comes over me as I'm typing. It's rather creepy. Anyway, this is kinda unlike most of my other stuff. I like it but it needs revision.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 55 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-08-06 - id: 2128633
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Eyes closed,

I feel the icy wind

Of that ghostly place.

The sound of the leaves

Hitting the hard stone.

Solid seraphim

Sing sonorous songs of sorrow.

Any Damned Being

Seemed able to glide

Down the paths,

Undaunted

By the huge stone Crosses.

Terrified,

My eyes fly

Open.

But I still feel the icy wind.

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