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Blue Eyes, 2

and they cried
and pleaded to look beyond
your blue eyes
but they found nothing
that satisfies them but your sins
and now they want to send
you to hell.

-gp07-

[#] Will be away for a few days, searching for myself(!). I leave you with this few posts that I liked from the past; [RebellionsInTheRiceCentury], [RestInPeace,Sylvia], [NorthSeasonIII].

Comments

Jeevan said…
Wishes for those days! nice one bro:)
Don't worry, you will find yourself within you.

Hugs!
Pauline said…
Did you remember to pack that flashlight. Hope you find peace and relaxation.
Keshi said…
wut? ur going away? :*( now my deep brown-eyes r shedding tears...


Keshi.
Alok said…
I somehow is reminded of emily dickson's lines ...

"For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ration
To the ecstasy.

For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years --
Bitter contested farthings --
And Coffers heaped with Tears!

well written!!

alok

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