| Open Poetry #34 |
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the writer’s spell |
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pandonov Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 478b/w conscience and insolence
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crashed. the thoughts… they are crashed in a fall. hole me. bear the way of the fled. a moan split in pieces to be invisible and… beautiful. i know the scam. never mine to belong as a child’s toy but a borrowed play for the holed. scattered the I. i see it a ramble of a hide smiling away touching the senses with residual feel of virtual presence never mine… |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
"i know the scam. never mine to belong as a child’s toy but a borrowed play" this i KNOW...sorry...h |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
missing pieces yet your still there |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
You are astounding....like everything I've seen from you, this is an experience even more than a poem, for anybody who can release to it instead of trying to impose their expectations on it. That won't be for everybody, but it's something I truly value. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a moan split in pieces to be invisible and… beautiful. incredible write...incredible |
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suthern![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Excellent write... I'm always drawn to the spells your words cast. *S* |
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