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The See-dling
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The See-dling |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain 
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The See-dling late at night when darkness creeps, draping the walls in ebony and crimson it's the light that went out within my soul that consumes me this is the breeding ground for the demon seed and I wait ... as it lurks and I pray ... as it reaches the grip of fear, the sweat that will lie in a puddle on the sheets these are the fertilizers which feed the roots late at night, when I'm no longer among the living, is when my eyes, will tell you a story "...I am a river in winter, quiet in the eyes of most but deep, swift and full of life to one, lucky enough to fall through the ice. |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Holy smokes!! This is so spooky!! I really like this  -SEA |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
thank you for taking the time to read and reply. I appreciate it very much. snow |
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John R Member
since 2000-12-14
Posts 141Toledo OH |
The eyes always tell the story. They are the windows of the soul. Enjoyed reading this Snow. If a dream touches us, it exists to us as anything else that touches us. John |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
John, thank you for the comment ;-) I'm glad you enjoyed it. snow |
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