Harmonies du Soir |
 Sep 15 2006, 08:20 AM
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 daughter of sin  Group: Member Posts: 1,653 Joined: Mar 2006 Member No: 386,134  |
The taste of truth stings me
like bitter coffee on a cloudy, cold morning, caressing my thoughts tenderly, though with poisonous intentions; truth that wants to choke my being and take me to a place I've always feared. Those illustrious palindromes of words and emotions quickly find their way and engulf me into their mundane life. Stay, for without you my unremitting endeavors will relinquish forever. -- To him. |
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Angelina Taylor Harmonies du Soir Sep 15 2006, 08:20 AM
KissMe2408 Beautiful. The first stanza really gets to me. Sep 15 2006, 07:03 PM
RiddleMeWonders I really love the words you used, and the way you ... Sep 17 2006, 06:14 PM  |
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