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PearlPearl Posts: 21
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue.
Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you.
Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box.
I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing.

Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of)

With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
Thought I was getting carat gold, and what I got was you.
Stuck inside the circumstances, lonely at the top.
I've always been an introvert
happily bleeding.

Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of)
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  • nailz100nailz100 Posts: 1,176
    I loved the first two lines and the the one about getting the gold Karat....some very nice imagery.
    Only with our eyes closed can we truly see
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