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Eyelet

Falling into my abyssal hole
Whilst running circles around a cherub
With pointed wings and tridented tongue,
Light bleeds from shrouded time
Beguiling the truth from love,
Pray Saint, suspicious lurker,
Sifting through shadows in a candle-lit margin.
Lover of a running bride.

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On Monday April 5th, 2004, sulkylime (258) writes:

Ooo.. short and poignant words.. a magical touch to your expressions

On Tuesday March 2nd, 2004, WinterGrave (337) writes:

wow, vary nice, most enjoyable read.~~~Grave

On Tuesday March 2nd, 2004, Demosthenes (222) writes:

lovely short lovely. yep, i am DEFINITELY biased towards words like whilst. even without the whilst its lovely though. -B

On Tuesday March 2nd, 2004, Lynaes (1128) writes:

Excellent words, beautiful work. ~L

On Tuesday March 2nd, 2004, An Expired Member (23) writes:

i like the 2 line...something about a cherub makes it quite interesting. "Beguilling the truth from love" love that! good write

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