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Bluesy Socrateaser

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Joined: Thu Feb 26, 2009 6:14 am

Rice paper doorways,
glow with the faintest light.
Shadows play to a chorus
of throaty bamboo flutes.

I was the happiest with her.
They called it war,
I called it love.
They said we would win,
so I never lost.
They ordered me to leave her...
And I did.
Afterwards,
and still....
I feel her.

I know that the heart really bleeds.
That it's not just a figment of love,
but the most vital instrument of life itself.
I'd do it all again.
The fear,
the sounds of night exploding,
and the killing.....
if I could hold her once more,
and die in love.

...Just being Bluesy

Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 12:06 am

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