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A So Long, Stretched Thin

Contributed by KaylebRobinson on Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 05:55:17 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



so with the smile on your lips and the melancholy grin on mine. I wish the angel with bonfire wings the humblest and saddest of goodbyes. but the most riotous good luck. May the cuts fade and the blade turn to your hand. Cut and dry. Yet wild and drenched. I shake not from the cold but from something a little more. The smoke carries my breath denses it to a shadow as I breathe in the beautiful pollution that pours through the holes already present in my lungs and veins. The effects last for a lifetime. Though the rush lasts mere minutes. The edge isn’t any closer than before though sharper and rusted. My words like black twisting vines consume me with a terrifying speed. Your wings bursting into flame, your halo crooked and snapped and my crown of thorns tightens its grip on me. I lose the will to hold back the flood and it pours from me. Endless confessions of the late nights alone wishing you had been there for me. If only you had knew you said. And the lines electrify again. I think for one moment whether to make my bed now on the tracks or save the moment. The train crashes into our isolation and we were gone.




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Re: A So Long, Stretched Thin (User Rating: 1 )
by duff on Saturday, 1st January 2011 @ 01:34:32 AM AEST
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A gripping write full of intrigue. There is a mysterious aura about these lines that captivates. The style its written in is unique which is great. Well done

duff




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