sedfaucibuswisi.words.pulvinarlectustquis
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Words are so wonderfully
Erasable.
Every mistake so easily
Swiped
By a mere move of the hand.
Every thought later judged
Wrong
Takes a fraction of an
Instant
To vanish and be rightfully replaced.
Yet when a spoken thought
Slips
It marks, it stains so
Deeply
That no matter how hard I attempt
To make it go away, to
Cleanse
To revert an altered
Perception
Of the me I gradually formed
There are traces that still remain
Traces that never disappear
Scars adding up to a
Full,
Plain,
Black.
















Comments
Interesting structure that remains consistent throughout, the way it breaks the pattern at the end into the last three words is great.
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I'm a dinosaur.
I was so excited when I saw this in my message center and I hoped it was good and wonderful and impressive and it is. I am happy and full of zaknafein love.
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Spirits enforce, art enchants.
Comment, to get comments.
Share your kindness, not your hate.
Love the art, before yourself.
In art honesty is not only the best but the only policy.
This brought quite that grin to my face. Thank you so much..
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~ecfc | ~industrialheaven
parted --
~deidre [my graphic side-account]
I waste way too much time looking back on things I said... it's making me mad. Poetry can be a kind of therapy, hee.
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~ecfc | ~industrialheaven
parted --
~deidre [my graphic side-account]
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Without the darkness, there can be no light. Without the light, there can be no dark. Between, there casts the shadow. I am that shadow.
what do you regret most in yor life? which words? which thoughts? which actions?
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nice to see you could relate so much.... a note will follow.
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~ecfc | ~industrialheaven
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~deidre [my graphic side-account]
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