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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => drown.
[time] => 2009-05-04 15:27:00
[hometext] => Strange how love can be filled with so many shadows...
[bodytext] => Tombs envy my silence; an echoing of insecurities that long to be as dead as you. The taste of abandon, the same bitter pangs of God’s heart, in all it’s emptiness, it’s non-living - Could I become the austere nights you drown yourself in? Could I ever be more than just your darkness, your mirthless creature, seeking the wings that have been torn from you the mouth that begs for salvation in quiet disillusions? I am the hollow yearning within the prayer, incandescent with my sorrows, obstinate in these forests that you rooted yourself to - you search with such deftly blind hands, I admire your child, the intricacies of your despair to find something that resembles life in these ruins. you wish me to be a willow, and at times I feel ancient and ugly with my gnarled mask, arms heavy with loveless winds that whisper with your pity, I harbor no nourishment for starved flesh no salvation for the hopeless, I cannot be your messiah I am but a ghost of a shadow floating between passages you have long forgotten, choking on your dust wishing you would stop being merely smoke and mutate into the solid dream that will love me. you are a cruel enchantment. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 239 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Fleurdesang [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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