Kat Smith

Rookie - 88 Points (it would have been Wednesday but Wednesday was cancelled due to a scheduling error / night vale)

It Was My... - Poem by Kat Smith

Cried my self a river
and sailed it to a place were my tears dried up
It took me to a place at which i must marvel
It was beautiful
In that it was sad

It was my Valhalla
It was my elysium
It was my parádeisos
It was my caelum
It was my paradisum
It was my epíneio
It was my haven
It was my paradise
It was my heaven


It was my home


Comments about It Was My... by Kat Smith

  • Gold Star - 15,369 Points John Westlake (4/26/2014 8:54:00 AM)

    We all need our own special place. Glad that you were able to find yours (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 16, 2015


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