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[aid] => mick
[title] => Concordia
[time] => 2009-08-23 07:36:07
[hometext] => View my Blog at http://capiandreams.blogspot.com/ for sections of pieces from my short story called Capias.
[bodytext] => Barricades of liberty have no chance of withstanding a full force attack from the Pure applying soft pressure. Grace is stripped, lured to play, lured to stray to test the waters. Wet warm. Heat rises. Awkward silences as concentration is at its un-waning peak. Forward fast gliding with charm. Connection unbroken. While breaking down hurdles. Breaking something so soft is hard, bend, tangle and turn twisting curls. Smooth curves encouraging carvings. Hallowed are all inner wants and needs. Voices rise and fall. Private watches with time ticking have no place here nothing more than foreigners to the involved. Tracing lines. Whisperers of secrets. Adequacies and inadequacies are out in the open out for the world to see, to judge. Conscience decisions; less instinct more motivation. Barricades of liberty stronger more ridged holding stalwart through the forced attack. Relentless rasp. Braking fractured hurdles to soon to heal, breach, tear and diminish fading lines only wants only needs no longer soft pressure. Stealing and corrupting the hallowed Pure until they are left timeless amid foreign carvings, broken. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Capian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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