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Published: 2013-12-05 08:58:40 +0000 UTC; Views: 93; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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Description I remember you so vividly
Like recalling a warm spring day
Drifting on the air like perfume
Flowers once in your bouquet,

And in fragmented sunlight
I see your face behind the frames
Empty eyes
    Butterflies
Fragile; broken,
     But unashamed

I walked inside your deepest thoughts
Weathered bookshelves of your mind
I only took a picture book
It was however,
                Mine

I wonder if you miss it

  That piece of you I took

I'm only a chapter for you my dear,

    But what I'd give to be the book
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Comments: 5

ctndu2 [2013-12-07 04:12:10 +0000 UTC]

"I walked inside your deepest thoughts
Weathered bookshelves of your mind
I only took a picture book
It was however, 
                Mine"


i can't begin to tell you how much love that

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Less2TheTruth In reply to ctndu2 [2013-12-07 07:04:08 +0000 UTC]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. I love hearing peoples favorite lines

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bloodonthewhitedress [2013-12-05 16:31:40 +0000 UTC]

This... is my favorite one of your poems..

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Less2TheTruth In reply to bloodonthewhitedress [2013-12-07 07:05:37 +0000 UTC]

I'm glad that you liked it. Ironically lol

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bloodonthewhitedress In reply to Less2TheTruth [2013-12-07 16:14:48 +0000 UTC]

... why is it ironically?

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