Mystical Soul

by Kasie   Dec 6, 2005


As I look up I see the evergreen trees
Standing tall amongst the sun's horizon.

A winter breeze blows through
the wilting flowers
As the morning dew kisses the untouched grass.

In the distance stands a wild mystical creature
With the eye's of innocents
And a heart of gold so pure.

With a mysterious wellow
She cries out in pain.

Not as if she was alone
but as if she was slain.

*I tried my best and if you have the time could you please tell me what i could do to make it better*
-thanks-

© copyright 2005 by Kasie

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  • 18 years ago

    by Chelsea

    I liked this a lot.... what you have is really good but it just seems like you could make it longer but sdding more of a story to it....I don't know...just an idea : )
    -Chels