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[aid] => mick
[title] => Blackest Black
[time] => 2007-06-18 04:03:16
[hometext] => ~a smile of twisted reveal~
[bodytext] => frantic I am to find some right in this stranded I am in the bliss of emptiness My heart sits inside this door frantic it is to find another home Placid the whirlwind beyond lost against the song the smell of the night air the feel of the silent breeze a dance I feel in my soul tomorrow I will begin a new a strand of timid fate a shred of peaceful hue Yesterday I have heard seems so far away in my own mind it could be my biggest mistake a shade of blackest black a smile of twisted reveal wounds upon the shallow hall fragrant misery planted here like a flower waiting to bloom fixed upon the loneliness and gloom Come dance with me! Oh, a dance so slow the kiss upon- the kiss upon my soul Bellowing into the night my heart is calling treasures lie in wait for one who fails to see them my fingers bring upon the grimace my eyes are they the window? Oh, follow this frantic heart follow me into the hollow Come dance until the day is new and brings upon a peace a new dance with me dance with me our hearts shall spin around the blackest black dance with me as the night grows cold let us begin I shall wait for you ,frantic heart in the solitude of the night I wait for you I wait for you I wait for you still Morning's light the sun smile's upon my face but my love has yet to come and still,I wait [comments] => 4 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Tot [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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