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February 11th 2008 13:47
It came from the realm of nowhere
in time you wouldn't know if its forever
Walking down the bridge this summertime
reaching the sun, I knew is wasn't mine

Keeps beaming, farragoes of the sun
he took me away for one forlorn run
The warmness of his brace remains
until the calmness of my heart regains

The coldness of the murky night
he was alone in a sombre flight
my spectre befits poignant
and my gore flowed stagnant

His voice lingered, the sonnet of winter
turbulent spirit burning; no one could hinder
this dark hour of lustful dance

evading will not be a chance

I can see his shadows fading
paralyzed by the verses of the evening
illusions of crimson and delusions of grandeur
from the vagueness of his strident eyes...I knew not for sure

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