Array ( [sid] => 137104 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => To Marty [time] => 2007-09-02 00:59:34 [hometext] => [bodytext] => What is it I see when I look into your eyes?
Apart from a kind of innocence?
I see my words.
Or rarher the words I wish I could write.
Like dolls inside dolls,
reduced,
Untill there is only the ciphered beauty of nothing.
I see,
The sweetest hue,
That which God created
And we named blue.
Not enough.
Sting me with coals.
String me in eternities seven folds
I can not say what I see,
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To Marty
Date: Sunday, 2nd September 2007 @ 12:59:34 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: zicky
What is it I see when I look into your eyes?
Apart from a kind of innocence?
I see my words.
Or rarher the words I wish I could write.
Like dolls inside dolls,
reduced,
Untill there is only the ciphered beauty of nothing.
I see,
The sweetest hue,
That which God created
And we named blue.
Not enough.
Sting me with coals.
String me in eternities seven folds
I can not say what I see,
when I look into your eyes.

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