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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
A woken world, of bitter things We strike the heart And burn her wings She smells of sorrow But I cannot touch She breaks our hearts We know this much… What I fear? Not knowing her But we must tremble on Into some wood of fallen ashes Cracks, bruises, sores and lashes |
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Defective Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 73Salisbury NC |
We strike the heart And burn her wings ............................... Love this too. Continue to post <3 |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Wow! I loved this, can't explain, it's just the words and the meaning were great. Can't wait to hear more! Hollow. "Why are my visions so unliving with dreams? And why do I no longer care?" - Stygian |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Well done, great flow to this piece. Tomer |
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yv Senior Member
since 2003-05-30
Posts 574 |
That was gorgeous. I mean it. That's how I feel about myself at times. People seem to not know me and seem not to know that the sheer mention of my name on their lips rips the very soul of me. Thank you for writing this poem. It's quite reflective. Yv-Goddess of Her Domain. Symbol of Truth Passion Pain. Let Her Smile Rain on the Hearts of the Innocent. |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
thank you all for your responses. I suppose to me this poem is about wanting someone you can't have. But you must struggle on. It's named after a very lovely girl, with a beautiful name. Thanks again. |
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