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A Crown For Fear
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A Crown For Fear |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali 
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On a whimsy of frolic I crush soft petal folds with rush of steel on tip of toe such wilting never told. sucking breath in raspy heaps I feed myself to you rising up to meet the pain of selfless constitute. I blow the winds in state of sin Grim silence (never held) breaking ice with tender trite of power trip in scale. Adonis flight in deep midnight I crucify my tears to rise against midsummer winds Just to have you near. Just to have a crown for fear. Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... [This message has been edited by devina (09-14-2002 03:44 PM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
give me the element of risk and challenge anyday---beautifully said... and I was wondering where you were... Hugs, home, you. (off to check my yahoo thang now...  ) |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
This is an interesting coronation. Glad ya wrote it, glad I read it ~Ed |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
So much sadness here, devina, and tempered beauty. *hug* Mike |
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