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Ennui |
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PKreturns Member
since 2003-07-21
Posts 362New Orleans, LA |
I am dying a slow tortured death One more day removed from your breath Still there is nothing left here to do Just waiting with arms held out for you Time does not heal nor purify The sun penetrates not the sky Maybe if I put myself on the moon I can avoid this sickened swoon Becoming your very own sycophant Thinking of how you did so enchant Took possession of a starved mind And froze me somewhere in time There is still hope for me to hold onto yet So I will not seethe in what if regrets As long as I breathe it’s never too late So I will remain in tortured wait |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
another awesome write from you.... glad to see you are writing more, or at least posting more  "Thinking of how you did so enchant Took possession of a starved mind And froze me somewhere in time There is still hope for me to hold onto yet So I will not seethe in what if regrets As long as I breathe it’s never too late So I will remain in tortured wait" |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
A surround of all good and cosmic grace to you dear poet. Time itself hold the cards of the future. Hugs, TD |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
PKreturns -- this left me with a big *sign* Nice write. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow...thought-provoking |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I like the sounds of this, PK... very melodious to my ear... |
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