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SEVEN




Clever eyes trying to hold

Melting specks of time and old

Try and pursue I was told

It seems crazy and too bold


Saw a diff’rent kind of gray

Never closing, gazing stay

When mars fell, no angels play

Dark flowers become astray


Summoning faces of you

Changing sights of penchant hue

Filtering my world of blue

Harness the beauty of few


Sudden halting near the cliff

Silent sounds, elating riff

Clasping hands and pupils stiff

Her intoxicating whiff


Lurking seas of boundless smiles

With him holding you, time flies

Rails and tracks she races miles

Tripping the rills of holy aisles


It cuts when im fast asleep

It dries my throat into deep

Puts my soul to endless weep

Scathes my heart and pair of lips


Blind casting is she aware

Burning pits of bursting stare

Clinching buss Im not to dare

In distance, bepaint her hair

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jhengpot said…
wow anlalem! pero cool :)
December 18, 2011 at 3:17 AM
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