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tears of the skin |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Her tears are falling my wrists are turning the hands of time I think IÕll say hello Those tears, those shadows of fear They canÕt keep falling They canÕt keep stalling the grass For too much longer I think IÕll say hello Her black hoody riding over her hair That fair skin Around the pantheon of trees This warm summer day On the last hips of April Where the fields of people Read and watched I think IÕll say hello O, dear Please stop crying The tears of the a lion Never get lost in nature And for this I believe in the way you sit there With your fair skin, green eyes For she wept until we spoke Wept to the wind But I wept under her skin So she finally grinned. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed...James |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
LOVE THE END!! Almost had me going then, smack!!! Cool write , my friend.... LOL... j. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
"Those tears, those shadows of fear They can't keep falling" ...loved your phrasing here (cool title, too) |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, James..Take care Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, J...appreciate the love. Take care Cheers |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Thanks, Steve..happy you liked the title, too. Cheers |
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