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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow 
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My hands intertwine to wipe sleep from my eyes. Those dreams I had last night, I push them away and forget them all with time. I seem to missplace the consequence.. My throat burns with fire and the need to kiss icey lips that twinge with the memory of dreams long spent. Echo (echo in my mind) Crossfire winds collide with my sense of well being. My presence is no longer tangible or the tips of my fingers have become casualties of my writing.. Have I nothing left to say? so careless i was to think these WORDS DO NOT BREATHE.. but obviously they emphasize heavily on keeping the reader intrigued.. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very cool write...i know what you mean...  |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I think as long as we breath, and view life, we will have something inspire us to write, regardless of those intervals which come along....words sigh from the inner soul, eventually...needing a vacation once in a while...but sooner or later, we awaken with the muse once again, smile and hugs, great write. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
 Enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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