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The Last Night of Nothing
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The Last Night of Nothing |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN 
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The Last Night of Nothing Bitter words seep through my veins, Loose vanity slows my breathing to a pulse… A pulse that leaves me gasping again. This crutch won’t last forever Like a leaf's deth... So beautiful just before the greatest fall of all. I’m resting my hand on your stomach again Hoping to feel the battles that rage within, I can hear the screams of emotion even now in the silent hour. Just hold my hand and squeeze when the end is near. I’ll cradle your head on my shoulder, letting you drop Into sleep again. So what’s another night of dreaming? [This message has been edited by young_blood (09-29-2004 08:00 PM).] |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
This one left me almost speechless... "A pulse that leaves me gasping again. This crutch won’t last forever Like a leaf's deth... So beautiful just before the greatest fall of all." My favorite thing in the world, to use in any type of art, are trees. I think they are so beautiful, and i loved they way you wrote that part...it sort of made the poem for me. I dunno, that might sound totally stupid, but it really did. This was brilliant. Im adding. Karissa I ask why, but in my mind, |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thanks karissa...thanks a lot. |
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