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inarticulation.

aligned along your pillow
dancing lightly, in the wind.
ashes, burned remainders
mark the place where we both sinned.

stolen underneath your breath
speaking without words.
theres nothing more I need to say
nothing you havent heard.

pondering, I felt the need
to rephrase what I felt.
I've always stood up by myself
and never needed help.

but now I'm not sure what to feel
and not sure what to say.
I know I could have kept you here
I know you should have stayed.

theres so much we both need to say
so much we've yet to learn.
but what I've discovered
love is like a cigarette burn.

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Written July 24th, 2006

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  • WhenWillsCollide
    November 8, 2007

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    great

    I really liked the flow of this poem
    it was light and easy

    and what a way to end the poem! thats a great line and it just ties together all of the stanzas. it kinda keeps you guessing until you read the last line...

    great poem, I can relate


  • black-angelwings-
    July 24, 2006
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    painful, hot, permanent.

  • Stinger
    July 24, 2006
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    ? why is it? hot, round, red, painful, scarring?