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willowswhisp — frustration
Published: 2009-05-28 05:46:31 +0000 UTC; Views: 156; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 5
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He whispers my nameLike chemical addictions
Might sing orpheus~songs;
Bedding us all
In chambers so full
Of longing, artificial light.
Turning away
Though he might grasp
My matted hair
I’ll sing to him
Those tones he so loves
Secret lines, softly spoken.
The others won’t know
Such wisps evade the soul
Strangling their way
Fading above as
Gas so light might evade the fingers
All so…intangible.
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oh thank you; that means so very much to me.
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