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Daniel_vv Member
since 2000-06-28
Posts 61 |
Human Ways Take my tiredness, elope it with the light, for the dawning of acceptance, can only be bruised & broken. The night is molded by the folds, as the angels decend, for there daily plunder, the dying smile to see there end. Am I alive to sleep, do I sleep to feel alive, I am so human, that my skin is bleeched, and my arms broken, for what I need to say, forgive me for my human ways. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Take my tiredness, elope it with the light, for the dawning of acceptance, can only be bruised & broken. The night is molded by the folds, as the angels decend, for there daily plunder, the dying smile to see there end. --------------- wow...you have some amazing imagery in this very well written and expressed emotions as well. Welcome to passions Daniel, so very nice to meet you take care, jm you can say baby baby can I hold you tonite maybe if I said the right words at the right time you'd be mine baby can I hold you tonite Tracy C |
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