orgami's Diaryland Diary

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salvation decade

Nickle plate soul
chaste haven
and the fires
burning low

did I hear you
did you say
that you wont pay

that river crossing

bold are the minutes
chasing ghosts
like lace frost
come winters host

this hunger driving
like the ache
each and every yard
I take

filling footstep scenes
with delicate deliberation
the tombstone obliteration
read by starfire
survivor

I miss you

both..........

8:12 p.m. - 2011-09-06

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