February 3, 2010
By fannylevine BRONZE, Madison, Wisconsin
fannylevine BRONZE, Madison, Wisconsin
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The flood is released now, the bitter removed from the base. How fine it is to release inhibitions from a faltering palm. The soul harbors anew yet lives on heavy. There is hesitation upon entering. The breach of words takes its toll. A sigh remains and please I beg of you to relate. A moment which mimics a dream, and the lapse of time proves good. It flickers like a film for you. Everyone knows this, the sign of offering, the atonement of conscience, a hauntingly twinged charm you will keep. Loveless fascination. Everyone knows when one stares up at the stars they wish it were the eyes of one who understood.

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