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February 17th, 2004, 07:58 PM
#1
Inactive Member
I wish I could
Forget how to breathe,
The same air
Between her hair.
Ashtray roses
And fallen feet,
No more oranges
Without butterflies.
The sore pencil
Cutting through movies,
Drops of strange
In ocean eyelids.
Only my reflection
Has changed since ever,
Different silent prayers
For a pink fountain
of milk and stars.
Childish tongue
With an ancient heart.
A pleasant, permanent virus
Will always hold my body.
Maybe flowing in dreams,
For eternal sleep
(And youth, smile)
Will come anon...
11 ~ 2 ~ '04
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February 19th, 2004, 04:07 PM
#2
Inactive Member
"Different silent prayers
For a pink fountain
of milk and stars."
"A pleasant, permanent virus
Will always hold my body."
i got to admit i'm really really unsure what you are talking about here, but that doesn't stop me from loving this piece. the imagery seems unstoppably beautiful. i had to write something real quick before i could respond , i felt so filled with words after reading this.
amazing!
what inspired you to write this? i'm so curious
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February 19th, 2004, 07:38 PM
#3
Inactive Member
my love for my babe [img]smile.gif[/img]
the first one refers to my child wish, lol, maybe a bit early for me to think about that but i really love children and i think i would be the happiest person alive if i could pass on my blood...
the pleasant permanent virus is also love...
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