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The sky wept blood red tears Onto the parched landscape Forgotten apparel Sway limply in the dead draft Ruby Dust settles on neglected items Lifeless items A monster approaches Ready to swallow the world And crush it with crimson teeth Red Fingers as gentle as feathers Yet ready to suffocate With strength of a thousand tigers Armageddon is approaching Death will be brought unto all
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 6:36 PM UTC
Drysdale: Red landscape
The sky wept blood red tears Onto the parched landscape Forgotten apparel Sway limply in the dead draft Ruby Dust settles on neglected items Lifeless items A monster approaches Ready to swallow the world And crush it with crimson teeth Red Fingers as gentle as feathers Yet ready to suffocate With strength of a thousand tigers Armageddon is approaching Death will be brought unto all
This is a poem based on a piece of art by Drysdale, check out the original picture
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 6:36 PM UTC
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