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     Tonic blood,
     Sunny and quick,
     Good start on the mist of importance…..
     .. Possibly….

Panic in lies,
Sharp edged,
My heart left ……. and yet shards of shattered glass may sting,
A bit.
  
Itchy…
. Mum seeker’s …

.Rich faithful moments,
Silk. Smooth,
Blue is the empty sky,
this will not fail.
one last thing to remember,
Expectance,
Separation from things in lost change.
Clouds buckets stored deep yet on the verge …….?”
Pain,
Veins in the ruff, ha ha nay tee heeee.
A filler, break for the lost

     Poor it,
     Bludgeoned at the tips.
     Resolutions with so much blood…
     … pull out…
     . please..
     . I know..
     …it’s just not meant…
      to be….

     Tormented.
     Ghosts frolic in the light of a dim red sky
     Might be the right place for something new in the horizons.
… any blessed by the beyond

     Beauty.
      Comfort.
      Riptide sucked it out,
      And the will brought it home.
     “This just felt right”
Soft,
Jelly in water no end no home.
Eternally floating,
 No fear of death or life.
 Any where to feel sanity.

 Dreamy

 Sedated eyes sway to the rhythmic beat of a pulse
Hopeful dreams of truth,
...........................
 beer in one hand,
...........................
sacred piece of the heart,
...........................
 and a smoke in the other.

Paint the canvas with drained demons.
Cross the line and find…

 The old with out fear has more of a chance,
 now that the strange has blown to the north. “

     Dancing with the shadows,
     not lost,
     nor found just dancing with the shadows.
 
     Too much with one thing.

     There could be some much at the end of this dirty dark rose. “

     The weight of the world…

     A grin for knowledge of thing that just seem right in the mind…
     Back track to the original thought…
    no stronger than a snail who’s only being is to follow the
    moist…
    Simple creatures, with complex forks.
    All directions lead to one long trip.
    For the good or the ugly. “Smother this in beauty”
    Lost from a future loss.
    Way too much loss…

    The dagger, silk strides in and out of the skin
 




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On Friday May 2nd, 2008, tangeled (556) writes:
your words are like none i've ever heard. riddles of 'another day'. beautiful stuff here. ~ta~



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