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By distant moon Date: 2005 Jun 08 Comment on this Work [[2005.06.08.22.50.8944]] |
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In your envy and seduction, you danced perfectly. Wrapping fingers, vines and strings around my heart. The quicksand. When I'm older and jaded, I'll look back and laugh. Wondering where I went wrong, in playing my part. The haunted. Simply put, you were the best and the worst possible thing that could've happened to me. The wreckage. In the end I'm nothing more than a heartbroken wanderer, married to the sea. The island. |