Day 9

Day 9

A Chapter by Alice Crypt; Brittany

Came to me when I was waiting for the train and it was one of those grey, cloudy, windy days. I love those days :P

A whirl of sadness is in me
As dreams have become realer than most reality
The leaves may crumple and burnnin flames
But they flutter away just the same
And the melody sounds so familiar
So sad and lonely, a welcoming sound for chivalry
Though the ground beats light with drops from clouds
A savior is born from the ashes above ground
The flaming leaves that pucker its lips
A greedy bores to kiss their tips.
Andcas the clouds float over this bristol air
Trees lie empty in the suns shallow glare.

© 2013 Alice Crypt; Brittany

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Alice Crypt; Brittany
All critique appreciated ^_^

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Added on March 31, 2013
Last Updated on March 31, 2013
Tags: days, 365, year, 365 days, sad, sadness, nature, emptiness


Alice Crypt; Brittany
Alice Crypt; Brittany

Staten Island, NY

Hi, my name is Alice Crypt: AKA, Brittany. I'm a huge gaming freak, I love steampunk, horror (especially vampire and werewolves (Underworld, Dracula, etc) (Not Twilight, didn't want to have to go ther.. more..