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at the foot my thoughts they gather.
By Corinthian
Auburn dreams in
my hollow room
where we can not talk anymore
rewinding the highs of crashing edens
with ballet
hands and sequined kisses
eternity above my head ,
while under my feet time is
stalled
turning a night into tomorrow
just breathe
in sagemuffins and whispers
and
orchids stabbing
through their own perfume
sleep memorizing
the irises of stars
the cough of a dying
wind
like I deserved what you did to me
there are always lights
cuddled together in the darkness
we knew each other once
in the way that all the lonely
know each other
leave me like you mean it
leave me in an avalanche
dont leave
me quietly
its not fair
at least say goodbye ,
even if you dont mean it ...
and I promise I will let you go
with
these memories that I need too much
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Copyright 2011 Corinthian
Published on Monday, September 5, 2011.
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"Poetry"
Comments on "at the foot my thoughts they gather."
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A former member wrote:
Your thoughts are so unique, and your phrases read like famous quotes. I bow.
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On Thursday, August 16, 2012, Maladroit
(202)
wrote:
Nope. Not evil... Just beautiful...
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A former member wrote:
this is just beautiful and I cannot understand such ways of writing. its so soft, so delicate and yet, so fierce in lovliness. *all sorts of jaw dropped*
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On Tuesday, September 6, 2011, dwells
(4285) wrote:
"...cough of a dying wind" and the preceding imagery was pretty much window dressing for all that was to follow, when you really let it fly! Thanks for sharing.
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On Monday, September 5, 2011, ColorMeToxic
(240) wrote:
"we knew each other once, in the way that all the lonely know each other" I particularly loved this line. Also loved the rest. Deep.
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On Monday, September 5, 2011, Devilish
(2658) wrote:
Inhale you and then slowly i'll exhale you... Perfection as always..
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