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This Shadow
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This Shadow |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland 
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The blades dip underneath this shrouded disguise and penetrate the living breathing, bleeding heart beneath. Take this hand and trace my fingertips As pain inflicted once is forgotten in the path of what follows. As it falls below the skin, the mask, that outlines what is asked and forbidden I run, and I fly with nothing pulling me down or pushing me back and I release my heart Into the tresses of the night thin wisps of air cutting a triangle In the blanket of the night sky And so my bleeding heart free of the bindings that once tortured and confined Grows its wings and flies Toward tommorrow. |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
Very inspirational.. great job... |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
ohhh...I loved this!! "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
pain should be forgotten, it's so much easier when one has a "what will be will be" attitude, doesn't it. this was magnificant writing |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
A most excellent write..much enjoyed. Hugs~Nancy In the midst of winter, |
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playing.with.crayons Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 362Neverland |
thank you *grinning* I have indeed decided if I am going to be "oh lord worst day of my life" that means tomorrow will be better. well. I will try that philosophy anyhow. always, cheye xxxx farewell the ash-tray girl |
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