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Triste son las palabras...
By Spiritus_Frumenti
I can always recognize that familiar place in my dreams
That place where things do not always happen
Where the silence of oceans clashing makes perfect sense
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Now I'm here in the world, knowing that it is not my will anymore
That keeps me here
It is the principles of being alive
While mourning and hoping to get some sleep tonight...
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Copyright© Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2004
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Copyright 2004 Spiritus_Frumenti
Published on Saturday, September 4, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Triste son las palabras..."
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A former member wrote:
i speak spanish... why is everything so much more beautiful in spanish?
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On Saturday, September 4, 2004, Six-Out
(1423)
wrote:
shivvers down my spine...damn man.
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On Saturday, September 4, 2004, Storm
(143) wrote:
There are times whe the word beautiful just doesn't quite make it. Heartbreaking, one of the true blue.
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A former member wrote:
I did notice it was simpler than most of your more elaborate pieces, though I could still draw the emotions you always seem to apply so gracefully to your works...
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On Saturday, September 4, 2004, K_Love
(525) wrote:
Beautiful, peaceful but yet sad too. I love the feelings I get from reading this. Nice work. ~Kirsten~
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On Saturday, September 4, 2004, Solace
(1065) wrote:
This was different from you man, it seems more familiar than that eloquence you usually use...The last line is harsh and saddening...Like a crash with reality...
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