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Dreaming
Contributed by
Blu
on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 03:50:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
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My darkness calls
in a hushed requiem
Eyes pale as my soul
and arms outstretched
like stiff ropes
The song is slow
and sweet
reminding me of death's release
I am embraced by finality
and those cold hands feel warm
against my skin
The beauty shifts
into something more solid and hard
and now I remember being in clenched fists,
pressed up against the wall
and wondering where the fire had come from
But now it is the ending-
this requiem-
which is sought
I sing of death
and dream of the end
when I shall be embraced by finality
And strange
I don't dream of you any longer...
Copyright ©
Blu
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2005-07-19 15:50:17]
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Re: Dreaming
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by xxbreathlessx on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 05:14:16 PM AEST
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| dark and very well written. it gives me chills. give ya a 5 ! |
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Re: Dreaming
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by shelby on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 05:32:23 PM AEST
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extreme images and very dark and emotional it flowed together nicely
Michelle |
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Re: Dreaming
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by brew on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 05:38:52 PM AEST
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seem you gave up.......or away? Deep write, lots of pwoerful emotion. Good post.
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Re: Dreaming
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by waos on
Wednesday, 27th July 2005 @ 11:08:40 PM AEST
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This was another good write, I haven't been around the site lately,
but am glad that the first poem upon return that I read was yours.
I loved the pictures I got in my mind reading this, and the lines that stuck
out most were:
"those cold hands feel warm
against my skin"
Thanks for posting this. I enjoyed it.
~Kara |
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