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Tawny and stained, my hair is coffee colored with nicotine strings, my eyes are opal and blue, dreaming yellow roses at the fair, perennial day of my own end, foraging for the memories of an auburn sea, weeping at the absences of a familiar breeze.

We two, an auburn sea and blue, knew the mountains were forever, knew crumbled flesh and stone with crags and grass below, knew love—oh, how we two knew love, as if it were a bridge between us—and the depths of love consumed us.
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An auburn sea and blue
Date: Saturday, 3rd January 2009 @ 03:18:01 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: iodinelove
It is four twelve a.m. and sleep once again eludes me, and I, burdened by the dreams of my desire, desire to awaken.

Tawny and stained, my hair is coffee colored with nicotine strings, my eyes are opal and blue, dreaming yellow roses at the fair, perennial day of my own end, foraging for the memories of an auburn sea, weeping at the absences of a familiar breeze.

We two, an auburn sea and blue, knew the mountains were forever, knew crumbled flesh and stone with crags and grass below, knew love—oh, how we two knew love, as if it were a bridge between us—and the depths of love consumed us.


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