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A night in the arms of depression...
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A night in the arms of depression... |
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Nectar Junior Member
since 1999-06-09
Posts 18Pensacola, Florida |
Loves lost and loves never founds just plain suck, don't they? Paradise Can you feel my breath? For it is all of me that will touch you I’ve no vessel to travel the worlds I have seen in your eyes I’ve no gifts that would fail To taint your hands I’ve no kiss that could make You yearn for more Me and my dastardly dreams Lead me to a paradise That I can only glimpse from The bars of a cage If I were to jump, my feet would miss the ledge If I were to fly, my wings would melt at the sun If I were to run, my legs would die before the line I spent my life searching for Something I knew I would never have I found in myself Things I knew I never wanted And now that I can see paradise Through my half-closed eyes I haven’t the energy I haven’t the desire And sleep takes away my heaven |
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thursdayschild Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 169Houston, Tx. |
Wonderful work. I can feel every line you created here... "I've no gifts that would fail to taint your hands" This is truly impressive, thanks for sharing it. |
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Nectar Junior Member
since 1999-06-09
Posts 18Pensacola, Florida |
Thank you for reading it (and all the nice comments). -Nectar |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Wonderful, so expressive. I truly enjoyed reading this. Very sad piece. Keep up the excellent work. ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "I will sail my vessel 'till the river runs dry, like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky..." Garth Brooks |
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