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[aid] => mick
[title] => Words Unsaid
[time] => 2010-09-04 08:56:48
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[bodytext] => Hidden deep within to remain unscathed,
Some wounds are better unbathed,
Intentively wanting to be unsheathed,
Afraid to lose the treasures allure,
Some sensations can be hard to endure.
Soon turning to a raging uncontrolled fire,
Surely its not lust nor desire,
Nights turn to days but there is no change,
For there is no meaningful exchange.
To the intuitive the absence of sound is enough,
For the unperceptive it can be tough,
Time to unveil or forget,
The sun has set there is no brunette.
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[informant] => waspy007
[notes] => Please leave three comments for every poem you post. Thank you. Moderator_18 Sept 4, 2010
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[topicname] => SecretLove
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