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Saggitarious



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Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:23 pm
SakuraFallsSweetly♥ says...



Hey guys, I haven't posted in a while and I just wrote this poem today. I'm not entirely sure why I am calling it Saggittarius, it just came to my mind as I was reading over it. Anyways, please review if you have the time and I hope you enjoy. Thanks. ♥

Strength brewed black,
Gratefully caged,
Like birds who sing,
And then fly out into the sky,
In storms.


In spectrums and crouds,
But standing alone,
She wrote,
She burned,
She wrote.


And when the clouds,
Hid behind the sun,
Colours, colours,
On her hands.


She took them,
Scattered them along the earth,
Where they were mixed with the wind and rain,
And brought home.


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The only true failure, is when you give up. ♥
  








It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien