I bend over backwards,
spine twisting to accommodate the weight of truth,
while pouring my soul out between my teeth,
with the hope that you'll look and listen.
I bend over backwards, spine twisting to accommodate the weight of truth, while pouring my soul out between my teeth, with the hope that you'll look and listen. |
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"Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy." Arthur Helps
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
I'm glad that you like it as is.
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Let us make the shadows dance and the rest of the world scream.
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Let us make the shadows dance and the rest of the world scream.
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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Let us make the shadows dance and the rest of the world scream.
Cool poem. Intense!
Not sure what you mean, but doesn't matter. I feel it.
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"Women may fake orgasms, but men fake entire relationships."
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Let us make the shadows dance and the rest of the world scream.
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"Women may fake orgasms, but men fake entire relationships."
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