Open Poetry #29 |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
I'm cynical almost bitter familar with the sweetness of lies almost to the point where I have to tell myself to breathe I think I've even forgotten what love's residue tastes like upon my soul's chalice I grow tired of yesterday hopeful of tomorrow ...sometimes... I even have to stop in the middle of a dream to tell my thoughts to hush because I just know where it's going... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
What's unsaid. And what's not. I love the economy of your writing, Kris. It goes deep. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very well done...and much enjoyed! ~Hugs~ ~Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile~ |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
..wow... |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Kris, that was superb writing! Really, truly, it was! Loves 'n hugs, Linda |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Kris, I've even forgotten what love's residue tastes like upon my soul's chalice ahh but what a nice residue it is . . . I do believe it is time for you to taste this is lovely xxoo |
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PsychoticBunni Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 162Mythical Atlantis |
wow. u express urself so well. i'm wondering if that is ur true self or how u were feeling at the moment. either way u r awesome. Meg-cheauvanistsshould be tortured mercilessly by being tied to a mast and listening to Sirens singing their sexual song |
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