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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Crystalline
[time] => 2002-12-20 10:40:00
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[bodytext] => Crystalline
How do they come? How do they go? These crystalline things, they never grow old. They just crumble before you. A refracted blue flame aurora splinters white once again. It returns blue to burn me every now and then. What do you think you’d understand, If you really knew who I am? A crack here, and a fracture on the only base near…. Sheltering the crystal heart’s beat is but merely a crystal being. Now things break nevermore so easily. I’m drowned- for I’m not a naiad. Is it a nebula too distanced to see, Or just a personalized wish answered with boiling mutiny? Without stars now to light my eyes or a blue haze in my life, The emotions….I can’t break them. And for me, there’s no solatium. The fading light, now rootless…. Lies in a barren garden, now ruthless. Crushed, beaten, traveling now farther, No sun, no rain, no bother. Too softly, too harsh…. How does one know? Oh how it has fragmented me so….this heart of mine…. Crystalline. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Red_Silo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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