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Post by and hello on Oct 20, 2004 15:57:42 GMT -5
haunted dreams recoil at the taste of hollow echoes that silently melt to anguish in frigid eyes possessed
and the moon buries ashes of secrets naked beneath sunlight exhaled passion
soft lines dance with ghosts in white moments inhaled breathe away the truth
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Post by (Amaranthine) on Oct 25, 2004 20:18:39 GMT -5
This is really good, great job at the Drops of Poetry; I like your imagery and the format And welcome to TPS ;D
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Post by waterlily07 on Oct 31, 2004 11:02:45 GMT -5
Interesting format you got here...I liked how it flows. Overall, lovely imagery and well done. ;D
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2004 21:33:45 GMT -5
Nice work Liquid, like the last line.
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