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All of these words, shattered on the crest of my soul; so long repeated, so long watchful. They cease to exist, and I cease to feel but thi
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I said, “Hello.”
She looked on, empty and cold,
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Shards of air;
Falling from the trees
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She had raven ringlets;
Smiles of stone,
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I can feel it, like a fluctuating superfluity, the muse of magnanimous soul. A dealer, a faker, a dreamer.
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There are wounds in my memory.
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We sat in darkness, soaking up the sun.
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She carries a crocked steeple bathed in blood;
The savior, she screams, he has come at last.
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We sat, glasses of Bordeaux in our fingers;
The sky, glossed with black satin.
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Who am I? The sickness which radiates from my bones has crippled my moderation. All which comes now is a strange, free-flowing beast. And I
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Moving through the room, trying to look like a casual afternoon stroller; fake a joyous indifference upon meeting you in my indefinite cour
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They told you : “Fuck conformity, be your own sky.”
They dressed you in laughter, and bathed you in lies.
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Softly.
The eve sings, slow,
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Horus bathed my sleep with light.
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I saw her, a beast.
She had eyes bathed in fire; a fear, a corrosion burned in her dark, dilated pupils.
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Bathed in Silence,
The cry of
by icyrose
39 lines,
on Oct 24 1:23 PM 2008
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Recycled sonnets sing…company: out-of-tune violins.
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Deserts, endless…dunes, ribbons undulating beyond the mirrors of eyes…far, far, where the sparkling dives into the sea.
by icyrose
28 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 13 3:23 PM 2008. In Personal, Pain, Other, Nature, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts, Life, Abstract, Longing
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They told me, with hands of gold, "time to pray, to fast, to weep."
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We wept;
With heavy keys about our necks,
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There lies, in places where spirits grieve,
Where fireflies glint, and weave dances of light,
by icyrose
29 lines, 5 comments,
on Jul 22 11:17 AM 2008. In Spiritual, Sad, Society, Personal, Pain, Thoughts, Life, Hope, Nature
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Oh forbid me, forbid me to see,
From behind the curtains of mystery,
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Oh, sweet, how I miss your fair song,
How your drowsiness fills me with want,
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I know how life, it shines with sorrow!
It loves to sit, like autumn’s leaves,
by icyrose
35 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 6 6:08 PM 2008. In Sad, Personal, Other, Thoughts, Life, Weird, Goodbyes, Self, Loss
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What is which creeps, along the wall?
Silent, deadly, down he crawls.
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And she said,
“Well what remains, now, after all,
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The face of dreams stares from my looking-glass,
Premature, innocent; an indistinct black mass.
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A dove flies towards the sun,
Disappearing with the light of the east,
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On days dark, with sorrow weak,
When wind, with anger, shouts and shrieks,
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A daunting flower lends its wings,
Parting with light as the nightingale sings.
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Sun peeks from the dawn of east,
Spreading its rays on ocean waves,
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"Insensible insensitivity!", I say,
for I simply cannot write today.
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Your touch a sinister delight,
So soft, trembling, passionately alive,
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