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Isangelous.
By Corinthian
lies left on the pillow
hopeless
heaven .
shy doors
charmed.windows enchanted by the
rain
a far away storm that pretends to be close
little bows in the storm of her hair
play like raindrops
in the glass of her cheeks
while she waits on words that
will never come
all paths bleed into one ..
too quiet to understand
too loud to
ignore
the air is sharp
a waterfall of whens
piano keys
barely pressed
into a quiet song
attempting to heal
the seldom .
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Copyright 2011 Dakrismena Asteri
Published on Sunday, August 28, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Darkly beautiful as all. So quiet, your word, like a breeze that blew away the years. Like leaves pelted by a rain that never made a sound. Like pain unsung, silent long past the damage done.
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On Monday, August 29, 2011, dwells
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wrote:
The morning after; all alone with another storm that never was...
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On Monday, August 29, 2011, Ladyhawke
(392) wrote:
Favorite line, "Enchanted by the rain". I dont know why, but this piece is entrancing. It pulls you in and makes you read it over and over. Truly a masterpiece! Brava!
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On Monday, August 29, 2011, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
I wish to have EVERY word of this tattoo'd on my neck... Could it possibly get any better than this? Hell no... Where ever the feel came from to write this, it worked and i love it!
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