IV.
.
IV.
Gone done wrong again; just
Stayed up too late. Sunset.
Sun rises over those trees
On the other side of the valley.
I’m in paradise; but lost
Without you.
.
IV.
Gone done wrong again; just
Stayed up too late. Sunset.
Sun rises over those trees
On the other side of the valley.
I’m in paradise; but lost
Without you.
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very poetic. mine sucks in comparison.
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I like the layout you chose for this. It sets the tone well. You are great with imagery. You’ve said so much with so few words. “Sun rises over those trees” …it makes me feel like I know which trees you’re referring to. Lovely.
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Ryn: Why do you see downfall when something isn’t unique to you?
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It’s lovely. And terribly sad. I can’t imagine paradise being paradise without someone to share it with.
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