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Jan 22, 2012 2:44:59 GMT -5
Post by garrett on Jan 22, 2012 2:44:59 GMT -5
i reached for the ghost hand as it beckoned. we moved in cadence over the glacial snow. i embraced my frost lover on the frozen tundra too cold for even me too know. blue stone lips never moved. and a heart that beat not chilled my breast. banked subdued hopes waned in winters light. and it was soon done... this union of broken delights.
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Feb 1, 2012 21:22:11 GMT -5
Post by bluelacedredhead on Feb 1, 2012 21:22:11 GMT -5
Garrett, you're quite the Poet. Scary, but compelling.
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Mar 10, 2012 16:15:38 GMT -5
Post by garrett on Mar 10, 2012 16:15:38 GMT -5
grins
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