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[title] => Pennies for you
[time] => 2010-01-11 11:44:04
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[bodytext] => If I could untether your lips for just one second I'd pay penance for all the moments I thought I understood What it meant to be artistic when no one really knew the answers. I would tell you of adamantine laced days braided into winters of regret from the gists of madness chasing my dreams. Happiness would feature as a falling ladder hugging a compass, or anything I wanted it to be. It was all a matter of choice and periphery. But we are ghosts now, searching endlessly for the substance of tomorrow we once ran from. And I say that I don't care when we both know I'm lying for I dare not taste the concept of failure, nor regret the way my vessel cleaves the paths taken. You smile and tell me our dawn will speak gently once more, we need only hold on to the times we sipped wine from butterfly wings and played better games with reality to soothe our whims. I softly touch the cracked mirror to remind you we are closer than you think. Your velvet sneer and knowing nods, the reason I smile. We used to be so close... -Svw Author, PLEASE: To help keep this site INTERACTIVE, please read and comment on at least 3 poems for each one you submit. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 73 [informant] => clayman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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