Gold and Silver

by x Mo x   Nov 1, 2007


Drops of gold
Spinkles of silver
Falling into my hands.
More than I can hold.

One, two, three drops,
Cold, hard, dark.
Forever spilling.
The pain never stops.

Tears of gold.
Blood of silver.
No where to turn,
So I've been told.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dark Secrets

    I really didn't get it at first, but after reading it another time I was like... ohhhh ya... I give you a thumbs up, it's a great poem!

  • 18 years ago

    by gymnast girl

    I love this poem keep on writing

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