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card houses and sand casltes
Contributed by
zaowhvn
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Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 03:36:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Deep your hand in the sand
Rose and sifted through your secrets
I finally found myself buried
Under the clothes that remind me of you
Don't fret for the distance of my nirvana
But feast on the gain of my givin gone
Longing for card houses and sand casltes
Your fuse shortens as the flame grows
And your cancer grows without spreading
And i still reach out my hand every time you fall
And utter a word of apoology for the wrong you did to me
Swallowing my pain
Pride is the icing on the cake
What happened to the wax from the burnt out candle?
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2003-11-21 03:36:19]
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Re: card houses and sand casltes
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by Vitreous_Soul on
Friday, 21st November 2003 @ 07:28:53 AM AEST
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| Every time I read this, I brings back a different memory of my past. Great write. |
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