Obsidian_Butterfly
Nautical Twilight
His Inner Child
**I AM ADDICTED TO THE PERCEIVED FATE**
Posts: 170
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Post by Obsidian_Butterfly on Jan 21, 2007 18:11:46 GMT -5
Angel Hair streaming through my lips to strangle truth and replace with lies It's the human passion Life's blessing as a curse My trial delayed My fruits rotting avoiding spring's replenishment A life never lived escaping pain and longing for passion A Debt left unpaid the door closing skin wrinkling bones thinning a beauty's words a life wasted the wine flowing blood sipped never spoken never written never alive a statue
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Post by tinustori on Jan 24, 2007 17:17:08 GMT -5
the door closing skin wrinkling bones thinningI love this part great poem
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Post by deborah77 on Jan 24, 2007 17:19:08 GMT -5
the door closing skin wrinkling bones thinningI love this part great poem i second that !
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Post by Alamo Blue on Feb 7, 2007 1:20:52 GMT -5
...good and powerful ending!
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Post by RavenFae on Feb 7, 2007 6:33:11 GMT -5
love it!! very powerful ending I concur ;D
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