June 16, 2007

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Slavia

My stomach burns With the quaking tide, When you play with my toes, When you tickle my pride. Take me away To your far away land, Buried like dust In the prints of your hand, Where your smile doesn’t crack, And fade, Before the hours Draw into days. I lay in the bed Of a […]

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June 16, 2007

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Thorn

Beneath the shadow of the sky I felt the wind pulse, watched it fly. In the autumn, in the storm, The wind was true, the wind was warm. Warmer than what I’d become For I was empty, cold, and numb. Like a blossom in the frost That dies in heartache and is lost Despairing it […]

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