A/N: This was originally supposed to be a set of four but.it wasn't. I wrote this when I was kinda bored. Enjoy! (I hope) Also, please review - even flames. Don't like 'em but I'll take 'em. Constructive criticism is best but not necessary (it's really hard for me to give)

An unknown artist

Dabs soft gray with liquid fire

And watches it die



A dancer whirls, spins

Icy butterflies descend,

Twirling in her wake



Gentle young children,

Eager for tenderness, stretch

Up and the world smiles

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