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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA 
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She's becoming unto herself, within That shell that covers crisp and hard, Wanting, what is not to be. Easier you see, to delay death's card. Walking the narrow, down streets at dark, The nighttime streaks a bluish hue. What is in front stays in advance, The unreachable she, for the unreachable you. Betrayer she is, betrayal she does, The wicked of witches in black of dress. Spells are bound, she reels, then ties Until the attacks, her feels of caress. She soothes the hurt, bandaids the cut, In back of mind, her curse is due. What is in front stays in advance, The unreachable she, is reaching for you. You try to run and hide from light, Exposing little for her to find. But catlike eyes, intense to search In dark or light, they seek your mind. She creeps into your heart, as "sweet" A doubt to never rise in view. Yet in each flight of nightmare blues She's reaching out, for the unreachable you. If caught, you're spun into her web Of cronelike fingers, sharpened with cruel. Hesitates not, to shred your heart And leave you bleeding, so sayeth the fool. The winds of change are holding back, In stated pain, of all untrue. She scribes the dark, unwritten rules, The unreachable she, for the unreachable you. M (Cptvsol) 8*2k [This message has been edited by MMoonchild (edited 08-13-2000).] |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Maureen, how interesting, and the touch of darkness, with still longing. I love it. cat... Words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think. Lord Byron |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
Cat...methinks I am a bit moody today ~~softly thanking, you Me |
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