Open Poetry #36 |
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Breathe me to life |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA ![]() |
No end No beginning No rhyme And no reason You caught my senses off guard Why do you act as if you are unaware You hide Behind the edge of my dreams I don't think this is love Don't think it will ever make perfect sense Deja Vu Scattered Sharp to the touch Dull to the taste Taste buds thirsty for more Weird static frequency touch and go Why are you so far away Your aura A perfect balance to my chaotic fickle thoughts You drown me Plunge me deeper I can't swim Don't know how to breathe My intuition gasping Bombarded When I touch your voice This can't be Love Not allowed to make perfect sense My sanity hungry for answers craving an explanation Sometimes My soul grows anxious I don't want to think about you If this is only in vain I don't want these feelings if you turn out to be nobody If you are just another fleeting fantasy I crave your attention Shrinking always beneath our conversations Falling victim to the space in between You're not allowed to be real It'd make it easier Just in case Since I've fallen victim to the weird static frequency.... If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Kristen? I find a lot of me in here... continue to live and write, and write, and write.... ![]() |
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Nightshade![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
This gave me chills. Memories perhaps. Wonderful write. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
*smiling here* cuz I know what you mean . . . and half of it sounds like my life . . . |
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