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Memoirs of a dead love
Contributed by
tabby
on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:00:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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I climb up to the attic,
One stair at a time.
The wood beneath my foot makes a creak,
The darkness makes me panic.
I light a candle to calm those nerves of mine,
The tiny flame warms my cheeks.
I examine the gloom of the space around me,
Gather my bearings, and
Am engulfed by the shadows.
The magical box that I seek,
Is lost somewhere in the night so deep.
This box my love did bestow,
To me with all his heart,
A short time before we had to part.
I see the box, and
Remember his face,
I cling onto our memories,
As if they were the fine particles
on a butterflys wings,
So delicate, and beautiful
Yet if disturbed, gone without a trace.
I peer inside,
Dust and memories fill my lungs,
A stab of remorse pummels me.
I recollect all of the fun.
The feelings that I felt back then, and
The emotions that I feel right now.
I remember to good times,
As well as the bad,
All of the precious memoirs that we once had.
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tabby
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2004-09-08 12:00:37]
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Re: Memoirs of a dead love
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by AspenGlow on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:04:59 PM AEST
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This is so beautiful, made that journey myself.
Thank you very much for sharing.
Chris |
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Re: Memoirs of a dead love
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by Luinil on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:11:02 PM AEST
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| very touching * |
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Re: Memoirs of a dead love
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by critterhideaway on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 12:49:53 PM AEST
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| Very good write. Thank you. Yes memories, where would we be without them? |
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Re: Memoirs of a dead love
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by poetmarie on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 01:58:35 PM AEST
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Ahhhhhh... memories.
This is a very nice write. You describe the scene well - good imagery. Like:
I cling onto our memories,
As if they were the fine particles
on a butterfly’s wings,
So delicate, and beautiful
Yet if disturbed, gone without a trace.
I peer inside,
Dust and memories fill my lungs,
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