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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time 
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feverish sleep the entanglement of benighted hands binding silvery threads are woven carefully into my head mixed with raven hair still dusted by the stars dare I awake, and let reality steal me? no, give in to fallacy a little more the illusion of you is much too sweet in this harsh world of embittering lies but no more than illusion the trail left from a song of weariness stays lingering 'pon my tongue as I escape from Eden's gardens running, away begging the sun ne'er to rise again for you and I are no more than sweet, sweet lullabies living in dreams and writing our stories through intangibility the unfathomable melody of the sky's fading pride my star child, as you wait for the cradle to break apart remember me please, oh please will you remember me my soul is stain'd by the waxing and waning the ebb and flow of moon-guided waters night sky blemished horizon but nay, maybe 'tis true that when morning comes you will hear my heartenedplea For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
absolutely beautiful....I hope those memories will forever be filled with virtue and strength, courage and thoughts of goodness between the two of you forever. Lovely |
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