It is heart breaking to find a soul that is yours and be denied of it.

Feb 27, 2006 21:33

The sky is dressed in gray fluff. The pond is dressed in hard cold. The wind is singing in harmony with my heart beat. Rhythms, all through the air. I am channeling my thoughts onto a paper leaf. My hand is shaking, clutching to the plastic-held ink. A tear followed a thought of the recent unfortunate event. You didn’t speak. There was nothing you ( Read more... )

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symphonicbreath February 28 2006, 03:38:30 UTC
i like this a lot, as i told you.
we must be getting more in tune or something.

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blacknwhitemask February 28 2006, 04:30:37 UTC
i would reiterate to you how much just how much i like this poem but if i couldn't express it the first time, a doublecompliment would be twiceashard to express and i don't know if i'm up for that.

so many aspects are flawless without effort and they are so real and simultaneously right out of a dream.

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