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[bodytext] => there is only minute shadow left where caring used to be. the feeling of disconnection & sorrow rendered slowly wasting me. . . no doubt this space is widening what's left now between you & me. . . as twilight brings a cloak of black, indentured certainty. my eyes, once so saddened have been replaced & nearly hardened as to stone. I could not see how clearly we were meant to be alone. how closely all our tendencies do hover near what's torn & nash & splay discarding graves. . . crypts for what we mourn. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 13 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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