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Soft spoken promises.

(Co Write With Tangled)

She lost her feathers in the wind
fading away like trails of smoke...
Living in a house by the sea
glass stacked house of cards...
Chasing seashells at the shore
listen closely and you'll hear its call...
Muddy banks of her visions came daily
soap never could really wash that mud...
Slipping sorrow into her heart
piercing deeper than conception...
She remembered how it was to taste the sky
its poison ever lingering on her breathe...
Carried by and by
sigh to a sigh...
Held in the arms of her father
soft spoken promises...
She spred the ashes to the wind
carr.i.on ocean daydreams...
Taken by the water
they become one...
Chasing seashells at the shore
her life begun...

VOTE MIKE!

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On Sunday April 27th, 2008, saintedmad (1035) writes:

such a reflection of depth and infinite BEing. ..heaps of huzzahs. beautifully captured and rendered. +ness

On Monday April 7th, 2008, Solace (1425) writes:

carried by and by/carried ocean daydreams very primal feelings, intense oceanic scenes - the oceanides, lithe sea nymphs playing in the waters. a man can dream...and so may she.

On Wednesday April 2nd, 2008, anth (1612) writes:

this was, i dont know. less about words and more of how it flowed and opened in my mind, took me there, as though you were both sharing this transient moment and captured it, as only poetry can

On Tuesday April 1st, 2008, NikesRain (1507) writes:

astounding and breath taking... fantastic images and touches deeply... wonderful

On Tuesday April 1st, 2008, Alanarchy (1638) writes:

"Slipping sorrow into her heart piercing deeper than conception... She remembered how it was to taste the sky." Those lines were simply breath stealing. Top notch shit, you two. Write on, the botha yas.

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