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heysara New Member
since 2002-08-08
Posts 8 |
Rearranged by soiled fingers and defiled thoughts Glorified by their thoughtless caresses Surely purpose derives from pain But this pain cowers under a veil of assurance Lips of fire can scorch And pain does not always generate pleasure Rupture my voice and seal your ears, but hear this: The gaping hollow of my soul cannot be mended By the touch of strangers |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
this poem made me stop in my tracks. there's much you've said here in these few lines. your words are true, melancholy, and determined. the way i like my poetry. well penned. it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Glad to see the bold strike back here... keep those emotions in your writing!! I love it!!! take care you!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
wow...welcome easy girl---I look forward eagerly for more! I love a powerful read, and this was just exactly that! |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
yes, you must post more of this intensity love the crackling scarchasm more please? BS I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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