| Open Poetry #25 |
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Iron Night |
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gemjop Member Elite
since 2002-11-18
Posts 2587Pencilveinia, USA
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Speaking unseen painting my tears black camouflaged against the sky i stand beneath In between melodies that stars pass with each wink i am rocked in arms that fill the mind Impaled on the iron spike of anxiety i sleep for relief watching the window for word. learning each day, for you and i, our paths have met, i've already learnt that you are love. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Beautiful Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
foreshadowing..hugs brilliant writing |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
They aren't the only ones who enjoyed it. I was lost for a little while, but then I came back home. sorry i missed this one. I'm gonna go look for moreinsanity is not a crime |
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