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Oct 11, 2010 17:46

with frost and snow comes yet aglow ( Read more... )

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anonymous October 19 2010, 01:09:55 UTC
the heart it seeks, it always misses,
a fool's romance of eight years ago,
as a broken violin's fiddle so caresses,
empty air, so the moondrunk, his sorrow.

Dawn unfurled the petals of his beggarly heart
As a new day hands him a new deck of cards
An ace among the jokers he hoped,he prayed
Only to be time and again,dismayed

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