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Post by apocalypticjay on Jul 11, 2009 17:16:01 GMT -5
Lost Words
Eyes quiver words unspoken with a tongue lost, a change in windy weather grazes my face
My child is lost in a shrouded body of age and ageless time, I question mirrors reflections
With a childless smile I breach my lines with fingers of maturity ever searching lost essence
I enquire into clocks with faces lost in perpetuity, mine lusting days departed writing words forgotten by morning
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~Count Infernus~
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NMI on TPS~The Lord of Darkness[Mo0:42]
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Post by ~Count Infernus~ on Jul 11, 2009 17:31:10 GMT -5
another great piece ravaged with amazing metaphors... well done my friend.. great entry.. awesome read and deserves many more...
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Post by stacy (FINALLY back!) on Jul 11, 2009 17:44:31 GMT -5
I loved this one. Loved the title as well. Nicely done.
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matw63
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Post by matw63 on Jul 15, 2009 8:05:48 GMT -5
Yes Jay! Superb writing. I shall come back to read this one again.....this is food for thought.
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