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Aug 03, 2004 00:50


scared for the just of tommorows
quite frozen over to yesterdays
the abstenence of a horizon one to pursue
cliffs that rotate full forced falling to death
a ravine held of atmospheres of acceptence
insecurities waver amongst pine written trees
rocks engraved with heart filled sorrow
stories untold to the unkind ear
blackened grey knife dulled to a sudden ( Read more... )

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xalivebygracex August 19 2004, 21:06:07 UTC
What a beautiful poem!
I felt it all throughout my body!
I will have to read more! I hope you dont mind!!!!
XXX- Bruce

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heavenbliss August 21 2004, 22:17:11 UTC
i would never mind. Your a doll face.

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