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Simulacrum |
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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time 
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These words she will never understand, The words that will never understand her Spill forth from tongue into ashen hands Hands fall onto ashen tongue, bereaved Misconstrued simulacrum painted with the air Air staining images of erroneous forever Sighs mixed in loneliness are everything that she hears She is all she has heard like forlornly mingled soughs If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Sighs mixed in loneliness are everything that she hears" sighs resembling the real thing but only in memory? enjoyed the write |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
Interesting writing ,good sting to it |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You made me reach... and that is good! And once I knew? I smiled. Well done! |
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