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Silver shivers run past the breeze leaving plains of white visions under the light Distance and corners merge into a blurred vacant platform where the ghosts of the singing children dance We stand aside each other Leaning arm to arm Locking fingers tightly Me and my other half Pictures are created by a silent venom Diving into pools of sharp corners Bushes set ablaze injecting some coloured lashings Heat melts away the beloved tranquil course We stand aside each other Touching arm to arm Locking fingers slightly Me and my other part Purple and blue faces left surplus in the sand Coarse furnishings decorate the mind Track tyres leave markings around constant bends Time dissolves into oblivious ruin We stand apart from each other reaching for the others arms
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
Recover Me
Silver shivers run past the breeze leaving plains of white visions under the light Distance and corners merge into a blurred vacant platform where the ghosts of the singing children dance We stand aside each other Leaning arm to arm Locking fingers tightly Me and my other half Pictures are created by a silent venom Diving into pools of sharp corners Bushes set ablaze injecting some coloured lashings Heat melts away the beloved tranquil course We stand aside each other Touching arm to arm Locking fingers slightly Me and my other part Purple and blue faces left surplus in the sand Coarse furnishings decorate the mind Track tyres leave markings around constant bends Time dissolves into oblivious ruin We stand apart from each other reaching for the others arms
Relationship with the self during steps of unsuccessful attempts of recovery--New to this so thanks for reading the poem :)
Mallowe
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
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