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Pretty PMS |
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Jessica Pahre Junior Member
since 1999-07-22
Posts 12Fort Polk, LA, USA |
The caress of light on my skin hurts. So I turn away. But the shadows' silence Screams through the bones of my skull. And I turn from them too. The thread-thin path beneath my feet Cuts in; lending tremors to the liquid heaviness felt Through each nerve. And so I kneel, but even that Pains my spine and corsets my lungs. Bent, hobbled, Tortured by the silver tracks of tears Slicing my cheeks. I wait. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I pretty much think I know where you're coming from, and if I am on the right track, lady, you painted a very good picture of something that isn't so pretty! ------------------ © KRJ 22 Jul 99 Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Sundance Member
since 1999-07-11
Posts 123 |
I get it, but, it's veeeeery interesting!  |
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