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Jun 04, 2009
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The Lorilee's Lullaby
Under the crest of a wing
brushed by her mane,
I knelt in her glory
told her my name
When the Lorilee
did sing ,
reverberating round
the beauty and wonder
of the purest sound
Hearing distorts
all but her voice
in this , really,
I had no choice
Her eyes like a balm
healing my soul,
mist flowing off
like the top of a knoll
Divinities beauty
fantastic form,
turning to fury
in a demons storm
Calm though she is
upset her I did not,
till I knew her more
find out whats her plot
Why do I feel glee ?
look all around,
no sound can be heard
just this feeling free
Whispering in the mist
“My Child this is Eternity”
— Seren, Jun 04, 2009
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Candlewitch
17 years 1 month ago
:)
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Cat ...
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Big Smiles !!!!!
greeneyes
17 years 1 month ago
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Seren
17 years 1 month ago
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Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Lorilee, the siren...
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Nina ...
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Hi again, Jay,
Seren
17 years 1 month ago
Nina … I have never read
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