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2014-09-20 07:17 AM
A sharp loneliness echoes like the autumn wind...
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A Conversation
Two glasses filled sat closely near each other...
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And then she sighs
and says in a shaking voice...
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This isn't a painting.
Don't prance around with...
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I'm not a poet,
I'm not a melody...
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Rain.
It does things to people...
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We swam in oceans of blankets
and made love with the simplicity...
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Once, after the longest day of numeric chatter, to...
I find solace in a cushioned air-loom of silver...
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You are a problem child - blame the past.
Blame the porcelain you broke, blame...
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There's a time for loneliness
When skies cry and we turn inside...
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After your goodbye
two years passed me...
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Out of a bundle of firsts, the elementary, comes...
of love. And everyone, the self proclaimed...