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[title] => Away, love (it is hidden from you)
[time] => 2005-12-31 13:29:52
[hometext] => a continuation of sorts...in fact the last several that i've posted all fall together...or should...who knows ^_^ always, abraham
[bodytext] => It is a dream, and it is hidden from you. Away, love, let me be. Away, I say, and let me be. The sea is scattered across a star of silver, a stolen moment come too soon. Light and shadow trickle the walls down my face; I am stirred grain across the nation of my face. Coffee stained and nicotine dreams contain my place. The smell of pine squirrels across my fingers. Dead leaves find peace in winter's winding winds. The sun! The sun is fleeing from my sight! It is great white light stretching over snow; fallen snow continues felled upon an open day. I am broken breath breathing stale air, coughing cardboard in my dreams; the empty wolves bay! What say you, fast fallen from my dreams? (What say you, continued on my way?) Away, love! Leave me be! I am flesh made flesh, fighting to be free. I am flesh! Someone burns inside of me! So away love, leave me be. I hear the tolling, tolling, tolling, of the bells oft deaf and tolling! I see the sea, a fever roaring; I see the fever soft and roaring, oft roaring over softened sea. You must leave me be! It is not a dream-it is hidden from you- dreams do not hide. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 73 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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