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untitled
Contributed by
elle
on
Friday, 6th June 2008 @ 01:03:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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there is only minute shadow left
where caring used to be.
the feeling of disconnection
& sorrow rendered
slowly wasting me. . .
no doubt this space is widening
what's left now
between you & me. . .
as twilight brings a cloak
of black,
indentured certainty.
my eyes, once so saddened
have been replaced & nearly
hardened as to stone.
I could not see
how clearly we
were meant to be alone.
how closely all our tendencies
do hover near what's torn
& nash & splay
discarding graves. . .
crypts for what we mourn.
Copyright ©
elle
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2008-06-06 01:03:53]
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Re: untitled
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by deadwriter on
Friday, 6th June 2008 @ 05:33:09 PM AEST
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Elle,
This is interesting. I enjoyed it.
Deadwriter
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Re: untitled
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by BornReckless on
Friday, 6th June 2008 @ 11:45:56 PM AEST
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| I agree, very interesting. I like your style of thought. |
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