Shania K. Younce

Rookie - 421 Points (4-18-1996 / I can´t remember.)

'Atone' - Poem by Shania K. Younce

She sat motionless.
Doomed to her days.
Sweeten by her grace.
She sat the day away.

He stood still.
He always blaming his ways.

Their days did pass in eager grey.
Their days grew long.

Time kept stilling in their gaze.

They kept walking.
They had blood brushed in hughs of blues.

Their dulling light was aceppted splendor.
Their days drawn betwixt their eyes.
Their ligh perplexed in many ways.

Be it as they may.
Their sweet atone.
In their sweet dulling days.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 4, 2014


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