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hellostrangeone — Drained
Published: 2009-02-22 22:52:16 +0000 UTC; Views: 67; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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empty now-lacking the corner of my bed,
the brown spot of my eye,
the half of my love
that had to escape
restless-
waiting for a green,
or the irony of a red,
when the brakes
have yet to be touched
gone now-
one half remains,
waiting for recovery
Comments: 5
Your work evokes my empathy - especially the stop lights.
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the words are sometimes barred as if behind steel doors, or thicker. or is it just us?
in any case, this is true to life-writing. a state of something temporary, yet very permanent, very familiar to me.
yes, i can find sympathy and courage here.
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thicker is a good way to describe it.
it's always encouraging how much you are able to find out of my writing, I really appreciate it.
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This carries some strong images. Sad ones, but powerful ones.
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