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by anamchara
15 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 14 2:31 PM 2005. In Sad
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gut-wrenching words
pierce the walls
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Aging stone edifices surround my smile
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The account of unfamiliar names,
An important lesson through which proclaims
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She sits at her keyboard, but types nary a word,
For she can hardly believe what has just occurred.
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Call it Agape, Storge, Philios or Eros, whatever you call it, love \IS\ what matters above all else.
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by anamchara
38 lines, 9 comments,
on Nov 6 8:14 PM 2004. In Hope
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On Columba's Rock she did stand
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Do not judge me by what you hear,
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I would not could not with a gun
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Words trickle through my mind
Catching me unaware
by anamchara
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 17 10:17 PM 2004. In Hope
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Empty promises mask all truth
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upon the earth I lay my mind
threadbare and weary.
by anamchara
21 lines, 17 comments,
on May 24 12:16 PM 2004. In Hope
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betwixt twilight last breath
and the dawnings respire
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upon a blanket of stardust
may you rest your weary mind
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the faithful few gathered close together
to hear the words from lips
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