Doreee (2012-11-11 01:51:24)

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Empty Planet


Hidden away from everything else, it stays alone in it's orbit.


It's unappreciated, unknown and unloved.

Unique and different, yet it thrives with life.

With strength it stands.

It's truly beautiful.

Valleys of wonder spread across it.

Rivers and lakes of creativity run through it.

But empty.

Beautiful creations, but left in the dark.

A high mountain of intelligence and wonder left to be unknown.

No one knows of it's beauty, no one cares of it's existence.

The stars beyond it shine out.

The larger planets pull away it's attention.

Forever trapped in a dark cloud, making them blind of it's beauty.

Forgotten.

It's an empty planet.

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2012-11-11 01:53:52

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Doreee (2012-11-11 01:52:13)

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It's basically about a person I know. It's not a rhyming poem.

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