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Madame V.
Contributed by
bleedthelove
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Monday, 16th March 2009 @ 06:34:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I can't help but wonder...
What would have happened if the darkness never overtook us
Where we would be if the broken paths we took never shook us
Would you still be my glass butterfly
Allowing my pale blue eyes to peer into your divine soul
I remember the way you tasted when I would breathe you in
And the way you so beautifully wore my heart upon the surface of your skin
You were my calm before every storm
Even when I was the angry wind that blew so carelessly
Still nothing will ever tarnish the lessons that we learned
Slow dancing with you atop the bridges as they steadily burned
Our dirty halos and broken wings sent us blindly reeling
And the poison that seemed to take control somehow kept us from healing
You were the pioneer of my innocence
Leading the way to the shelter of knowledge that I so willingly reside in today
The pieces I used to try so hard to let go of
Are now the pieces that I find reverence in
I have grown to realize that love transcends all evil
For me, you were the love of a lifetime
And I just can't help but wonder...
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2009-03-16 18:34:47]
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Re: Madame V.
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by BlueTheWolf on
Monday, 16th March 2009 @ 10:04:06 PM AEST
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| Deep. Really nice. |
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Re: Madame V.
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 17th March 2009 @ 12:58:19 PM AEST
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very good indeed. i especially liked this bit:
'Slow dancing with you atop the bridges as they steadily burned
Our dirty halos and broken wings sent us blindly reeling'
very evocative and lucid, great work.
-phil |
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