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Bound by crystal offerings
Icicles fair and cold
The gods of imperial lacking
Thrift and gone and lovely
The taste of passion
My painful pleasure
Silvery stony fingers, their claws caress my skin
All the light evaporated
To impregnate the clouds with darkness
My sun, risen too late, is dead

Could have been prevented
But I like the cold too much.
©2003-2009 ~sadira
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This I composed to address the topic for the group I reccently joined, Fall Children. Hope someone likes it!

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I love the line: My sun, risen too late, is dead. Bravo! Sun
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Could have been prevented
But I like the cold too much


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March 31, 2003

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