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Echo
Contributed by
neveryours
on
Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 08:59:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Echo
the air is full of frozen ghosts
this bitter eve, when clarity is sharpened
until stars burn my eyes
memory is blinding, and truth
is unyielding in its bitterness
barren silence, giving birth to
void, a face with lifeless eyes.
Somewhere in the wind I hear
the lost sounds, rushing through
these bones and empty places
somewhere I see your face, round and
warm, unreachable as the moon
yet consuming everything I see
until nothing is without you
Nothing
is without you.
the air is full of frozen ghosts
and they sing in chilling discord
of all that is lost to this moment
reverberating reminders
that echo in the place where
Once my heart was full.
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2005-02-23 20:59:02]
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Re: Echo
(User Rating: 1 )
by Red_October on
Tuesday, 1st March 2005 @ 03:32:17 PM AEST
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| I know exactly that feeling of such nothingness. This is an excellent expression of it. Tiffany J. |
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