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Mood: mockingly silent song of intermittant thought riding the wind |
2007-11-24 3:02 PM tangled vocal chordalnodule unwillingly
oh now oh yes now and then too: how I ring up and down the bell scales of my mind meanwhile the silences come out the silence comes out again a warm and moist softly breathing breeze quickly turns chill while bending the paths of motes descending in the sunshine of my memory, old dreams left in forgotten paths all leading back to you again blown out of the tumult the chaos and perplexity of my loudly pounding heart chambered emotable gunshots meant for your deafening ear Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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