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By jack Date: 2003 Nov 28 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.28.22.13.6510]] |
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some say they feel touch what i write hmmm k... harken then to this endless void with cold so warm it burns within as fire itself these jagged spikes splintering even as they grow burning branches of twisting ice tasting ever more this i call life this need i have for such as she consuming all that i will ever be this part in eternal silence cries screams its silence for one to feel for within this ones hands shift to brick bare knuckles to a wall bloodied misshapen for this rage for all this is unspoken wish and rage i have for what can never be drowning within that endless void an heat from smoldering coals do lie waiting for gentle breeze to burn once more with cold that bites far too deep gentle images of only her and the feel of how our bodies meet her flesh mine ours in moments her lips teeth more and fires one would believe so red increase in heat at blue heat this what burns to depths one should never have and i burn so cold so very cold with this need i have for only her |