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On the Edge
Contributed by
sasha
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Wednesday, 3rd February 2010 @ 08:16:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I walk these untitled moments around you
Hand in hand, our lives an invisible tango
Arms around your sanity and I cant stop
Deeper and deeper we lust our need to create
When the heron calls from your iced lakes
The vacant breeze hesitant on you, solo
Your footprints on mine will trail borders
My promise to us before you go away, again
Winter moods fragile on gossamer strains
Two steps forward and the proverbial retreat
I thirst for my life, from you, from my bid
Complete the circle my sasha, draw from our fire
Plots you drew from old bleeding wounds
Dont back off as yet, the dance is yet to start
Waltz with me my love to those phantom nights
Trap doors on us, as we stoke the destruction
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sasha
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2010-02-03 20:16:50]
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Re: On the Edge
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 4th February 2010 @ 02:55:05 PM AEST
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I really enjoyed this. Disturbing and very dark with a gentle eerie feeling tagging along.
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