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Sydney Rianne Bouldin
Poems
Feb 2013
Shades of Crimson on Her Pale Skin: A Continuation Of The Journey of the Black Petals in The White Snow.
My legs took me further,
As my mind began to spin.
I ran through the forest.
The moonlight's cast was dim.
Her beauty took me by suprise.
And her message was so clear.
But the black water between us,
Left me in utter fear.
She then appeared ahead.
As I fell sudddenly to my knees.
She opened her mouth.
And she spoke this to me.
I see your future, your death.
Would you like to know?
She took my silence for agreement.
And took my hand and spoke low.
As she proclaimed my death,
Was ****** by evil force.
The vision stopped and a yell,
her voice hoarse.
She stood straight, but stumbled.
Crimson shades on her pale skin.
A knife had slit her throat.
Her life came to an end.
Sonnet number two of four.
Written by
Sydney Rianne Bouldin
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