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posted December 23, 2008 12:03 AM         

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A Pause For the Past

Our blood lost when you kissed
hesitation off my lips.
I wanted to believe the life you breathed
was better than the future before me.
It was the death of a twisted highway,
winding late apologies.
It was grace that left at dawn,
left us choked, to find me
combing the smog out of my hair.
It was my thirst for your secrets,
my ugly hunger that devoured your deceptions.
You were the first, the only, the exception,
you were the death of me,
as well as its intervention.
You went dim in my mirror,
while I began, crisp as winter air,
crackling my words underfoot.
What happened later?
Darkness brought softness past hardness,
But it's the way with such reflections.
Out your attic, through the boxes,
Past the dust, into your sickness -
I came to watch the damage,
to call on Love as a silent witness.
But in the end I was right to scream,
and you were right to leave.
We were wrong in our bodies;
we were well beyond those nights.

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posted December 23, 2008 01:08 PM         

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I effing love this...

The cadence is so powerful... those crisp and jagged consonants really pummel.

Thank you for giving this to me today. Gah.. after the week I have had, it was just amazing..

Ghani

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posted December 24, 2008 11:33 AM         

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Simply amazing...I love this!! thank you..

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posted December 24, 2008 08:59 PM         

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MyVirgoMask,

I like those potent feelings being expressed poetically...

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posted December 24, 2008 10:38 PM         

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Our blood lost when you kissed
hesitation off my lips.

?

I wanted to believe the life you breathed
was better than the future before me.

...

It was the death of a twisted highway,
winding late apologies.

It was grace that left at dawn,
left us choked, to find me
combing the smog out of my hair.

It was my thirst for your secrets,
my ugly hunger that devoured your deceptions.

You were the first, the only, the exception,
you were the death of me,
as well as its intervention.

?

You went dim in my mirror,
while I began, crisp as winter air,
crackling my words underfoot.

?

What happened later?
Darkness brought softness past hardness,
But it's the way with such reflections.

?

Out your attic, through the boxes,
Past the dust, into your sickness -
I came to watch the damage,
to call on Love as a silent witness.

But in the end I was right to scream,
and you were right to leave.

We were wrong in our bodies;
we were well beyond those nights.

?

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posted December 25, 2008 06:27 AM         

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Thanks guys !
HSC - thumbs up and questions marks...hmm, story of my life

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