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Poetry is often made impossible and forgotten it dribbles away Experiences begot are dried in dusty memoriam of thoughts Locked in chipped ornaments pictured emotions die framed in an old letter's sentenced pain Decorative wordy entrapments cannot fool or command love however many silvered words try to stir or grab at thine heart Whereas times every moment in your observed, captured thought does cradle this beating heart "*We shall gift thought it's touch and bites of freedom then love it's sustenance*" Fun's giggling thrashing bushes of living sweating poetry David x
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Jul 19, 2010
Jul 19, 2010 at 3:55 AM UTC
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Poetry is often made impossible and forgotten it dribbles away Experiences begot are dried in dusty memoriam of thoughts Locked in chipped ornaments pictured emotions die framed in an old letter's sentenced pain Decorative wordy entrapments cannot fool or command love however many silvered words try to stir or grab at thine heart Whereas times every moment in your observed, captured thought does cradle this beating heart "*We shall gift thought it's touch and bites of freedom then love it's sustenance*" Fun's giggling thrashing bushes of living sweating poetry David x
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Jul 19, 2010
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