in the pages
of our uncertainty
i write for you
and some for me
bleak and cold
the winter frost
lying against bare backs
and naked tombs
the empty hollow passageways
you fill with gloom
these chaotic revisions
jubilant and merciful
in their happy eyes
and blissful weepings
everything is seeking
waiting for the memory
Author notes
I honestly have no clue. Maybe I'm just hungry. 
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Wait... I was lost because I was distracted... by your amazing talent!
It was great though. You deserve a hug for that, as you always do.
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Hungry?
=3
That's some appetite that you have there then.
<3
It's beautiful, as always, Marluxia and it's a blessing to get to read through your writing again.
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Heh
I like it.
I don't have a clue either, but I like the imagery and word choice? :]
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