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The Bluest of The Flame
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The Bluest of The Flame |
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powerofthysword Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 116Glendale, AZ USA |
I have stolen your love from you though I now realize that it was only through the images existent in my mind The precious jewels I feignly possess from the hidden treasure chests are what I can only hope to one day find Pinch me not as to awaken me from this perfect state of dream as a solemn requiem for my material world follows echoes of penance to the gods of unlight to bless my fantasies with an everlasting ambitious gleam As I behold unforeseen glimpses of bliss through my blackened eyes I let not the tears of anguish distort the visions I encounter on my journey into the forlorn abyss The most blue of the flame burning deep within my heart guides my way to your presence My quest will not end until I find you or my fire suffocates and dies Staring into the sun just makes you blind to what beauty actually exists in the sky. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big hugggssssss) Oh Paul, this is such a powerful but heartaching poem, sweet friend, hang in there, you will find your love and I know when you do that embers of joy will forever burn brightly! (smiles) This is wonderful, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Paul, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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