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KoKo Senior Member
since 2003-02-15
Posts 995Inside the shadow's shadow |
Damnation Struggles at my soul Reaching for the words you breathed Alone, weren't you cold? Struggling to ease off your shoulder And onto my own feet I stumble to the broken ledge Was this your dirty treat? Searching blindly for those words You had whispered tenderly Your hand had reached through the cobwebs And said the words I ached for desperately. My body's warmed this floor. Your eyes have my soul glazed With tiny droplets of ice Where you once loved and praised. Alone I will wait for you here Searching for the words My body trembles, aches, to hear. Once Again I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man. |
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Albert J. Allie Senior Member
since 2003-02-13
Posts 512Queens NY |
My body's warmed this floor. Your eyes have my soul glazed With tiny droplets of ice Where you once loved and praised. WOW!!! To feel like that is heaven isn't it? At least thats how i remember it  |
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Thomas119gold Senior Member
since 2002-06-03
Posts 708Biloxi, MS (city by the sea) |
The words nice |
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KoKo Senior Member
since 2003-02-15
Posts 995Inside the shadow's shadow |
~nods at Albert~ Yes, it did feel nice at the time. Thanks for the comment as always! Thomas, thanks much   to you both!I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man. |
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