orgami's Diaryland Diary

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thousands of yards

Light is shinning
this afternoon
where the clouds havent
pressed away that warmth

Outside the snow is
tall
the trees are fluffed
Idylic
the cematary chain link
dusted

The pines are so alive
spirits flowing in their
stalk agelessness

the darkness soaking up faith
hope and bravery
these are pure and wild

I could never call
and tell you how much
you meant

no jewellry that would
speak to me

the magic lost
the spark dead in
the key of the telegraph
of sparks we bled

and now the bitter dying
of the day
the crown of night
on a moon missing

these eyes
streetlight desire
pooling cold comfort

my warmth in a book
music from a box

all I wanted
was something I
dont know

and never owned

now its just
cool light
and pallid depths
past three

an ache never fed
and further you
receed

further you are
gone

1:35 a.m. - 2010-11-15

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