orgami's Diaryland Diary

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if you only knew....

help tide
rising
like a mirror

the clouds
are islands
shinning
on the face
of the season

help me you
said and I
took the delicate
clasp of you love
swallowing your
sadness bitter
and pale

you are a swell
rising and falling
your mood
elevated and engorged
with dreams

a thousand broken mirrors
glittering like crushed
diamonds
your voice firing in all
the pretty colours

and I am so lost
for you
lost forever

...

2:03 p.m. - 2011-05-09

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