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Inches or miles between breaths

it doesn't matter

I hit the mark

 

I could tell you my terrible thoughts

 

But this sweet darkness is like a lover,

pouring over me in shadows
It merely wets my tongue

 

and I need to be quenched.

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©26 February 2014 - 5:17pm — life_used_to_be...
14 April 2014 - 3:01pm — Davin
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I'm enjoying your writing because of the confidence !   Jealous.

14 March 2014 - 3:33pm — a.griffiths57
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    Thank goodness all our

 

 

Thank goodness all our thoughts are hidden, from each other; I suppose as long as we don't hide from our own thoughts good or bad.  Liked your poem a good read. 

 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57

7 March 2014 - 4:49pm — running_with_rabbits
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I am never left wanting when

I am never left wanting when I visit your page :)

Much Love

Ashley

1 March 2014 - 3:24pm — SSmoothie
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Nice one! some smooth moves

Nice one! some smooth moves with a bit of bite! hugss

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

31 October 2014 - 7:05am — allets
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Thirst

quenched - Lady A