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On hills of green, there are many a wonderous things,

in the sky, theres birds in flight.

In the sky there are clouds to see for miles.

On the green, there are many wonderous hills

and beautiful trees.

The sight of the sunset and rise takes my breath away.

Just like the beautiful stars in the sky.

The moon when out is more wonderous than any a sight.

Then as the sun comes up to fight the night.

My breath escapes me and I am awed.

To be out here and witness the dawn





This poem is about tennessee. It was my first trip there to see my best friend.

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ladySnowStrixx
19:18 Jul 30 2009

very nice.

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A treasure of dignity, honor, and envision

of the perfect love. The black rose

of love, and death. The symbol is different

for some a bleeding black rose

could mean the bleeding passion of a burning love.

And a withered black rose means the

onslaught of harsh and ruthless death. A withered black rose refers

to the saying love is a living thing and it can be killed, it

can shrivel up and die.