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The Gem

I have no wishes for you
No pain, nor hope, nor sufferance

The morning frost ate my breath
Will you bury me when I'm gone?
The endless toil brooks my silence
Do you notice when I disappear?

Prayers swish in gales of laughter
I have professed no anger
Meditative hours spent so lonely
My dreams are never free

I went down on that road
Only fools speak of deliverance

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On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, purr_verse (1423) writes:

lovely, gentle, sorrowful and elegant... great write! and it's most excellent to see you post again, by the way. :)

On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, OLd SouL (833) writes:

'The morning frost ate my breath' that line was killer... a gem of a work. :::OLd

On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, Zhee (638) writes:

painful and beautiful..

On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, BeautifulCalamity (575) writes:

yes very beautifully sad and bold..good write

On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, Zophiel (419) writes:

Well spoken words of desperation.

On Saturday October 2nd, 2004, sexually_sadistic (488) writes:

I have went down on that road also and I firmly agree "Only fools speak of delieverance" nicely done! ~sex~

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