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Uncommon Bucolic.Wandering paths ask for a dying cloud-drought / One black with the heart of darkness, devout. / A blooming earthly sunrise follows a fountain
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Aug 28, 2011
Ivory messages of control.Rebirthed into cold waters, / with saint Sebastian's arrows falling on our foreheads, / leaving a penitent blood dripped on my lips. You kissed it off me like it was honey.
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Aug 16, 2011
MarktplatzThe rain approaches fast, pencil is slight, / and I leave words quick with flight / I feel speckled kisses on my cold neck
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Aug 16, 2011
Morning in Germany.Trodden and toxic with heavenly waters, this / the murkiest of hearts that badly needs dialysis / Rupturing them clean, like morning's fresh shower.
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Aug 16, 2011
Complications of Homesickness.In the beguiling romance of a flower / as it grows like lichens up a tower / A melancholic thought does rise,
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Aug 16, 2011
The Shallows 2All of my spite leaves these thin pages blank / Malicious intent and hope that a boat could of sank. / With walkers in two's surrounding the center
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Aug 16, 2011
The ShallowsAn endless barrage of barges once were, / yet now seek less, and imitate scourge / upon a fervent wasteland ruffled with wind
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Aug 16, 2011
For Böcklin.From smithson's crystaline jetty, I spy. / With my little eye, an isle of the dead. / Surrounded by the bland entourage of buoys
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Aug 16, 2011
Jetty & IslandFlurries of birds lament with me, / alone on this rock, as I appear to be. / But sat with the island, solice offered their calls
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Aug 16, 2011
IIIA most beautiful river once crossed my path / and took from my eyes, cut out exact. / as she placed them upon her buttercup petals.
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Aug 16, 2011
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