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Published: 2003-07-11 04:51:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 471; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 2
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Dandelions escaped the waning moondancing proudly in the air
with no where to go
but up then down
Who made emotion obsolete
but the cynic men
who play with tired hearts
faking the moves
Can you smell lavendar
and the freshly wept tears
that splash on white cluttered rooms
filled with sleep
I know I wasn\'t much
but you never even gave me a chance
to make it so you cheated me
out of the system
Pass by boundaries of imaginary wonders
I must tip toe to get where you are
inside mindless whores
These men that falter
bringing joy and hurt
only know how to be themselves
otherwise going nowhere but in circles
The dandelions press between fingers
and flutter open to inhale
broken hearts and mend them
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Comments: 1
I have. Everyday, all day.
But for some reason, this "poem" stimulates me...anyways...I love it. I never thought dandelions would "mend broken hearts"; they just make me sneeze.
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