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City weep
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City weep |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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The city weeps for you. I can feel its sweat in all my pores. The rain pours in streams of itself. The airway tarmac is black oil. I remember the when of changing my watch. I watch the change across the sky. The city I left is weeping for you. The city I returned to doesn't know how to cry. She said burn ... together. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
That was very beautifully written. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
beautiful... ~R.T. "I shall never bond again, as I have bonded with you..." |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
*bows* She said burn ... together. |
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