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Winter leaking into our phosphate spines
Fingers curled and clawing at sun baked whispers behind our lips
Trying to convey what silence tastes like on parched lungs
Misfortune snapping at our humming bird fingertips
The lost do not wish to be found.
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Indigo-Moon-Shadow Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
So much emotion in so few words <3
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Student General Artist
thank you
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UndertheShaydeWood Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2013
AS ever, tantalizing imagery so sensually rich and meaningful on many levels. Excellent.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013  Student General Artist
Thank you very much
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2013
and as always you write unbelievably well
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2013  Student General Artist
thank you, and as always you write incredibly thought provoking comments
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013
I try. :-)
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Student General Artist
Well, you succeed
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2013
Ash winters and droughted lands filled with roaming souls faith all gone, tonged twisted or mute words never to describe nightmares of waking and sleeping yet find comfort in the company of another even if its for a restful minute.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2013  Student General Artist
and yet people fade and dull, rounded edges and sharp jutting cheek bones with tongues folded behind them, words are senseless and comfort is a fleeting touch of burnt out neurons
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013
And how do you have rounded edges and sharp points???????
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Student General Artist
eyes are round and elbows are sharp the human body is weird and juxtaposed
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013
touchť
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013  Student General Artist
Haha, I guess my logic makes sense sometimes.
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013
faded the bodies may be, souls as empty as air and never as white as snow, yet sooner lesson to the tongs of bone then those from whispered lips and forked tongs, and treasure every touch no matter how fleeting.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013  Student General Artist
but it's those fleeting touches, those kind words and fluttering palpitations that drown us out at sea where no set of lungs will salvage our ship wrecked smiles and disjointed fingertips
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2013
Yet its those hands that shall pulls us from the water into a boat as the ship sinks, Those words that will ask if your ok and not hurt, Those palpitations that shall fill the heart with love for when there is no rescuer you can smile and know you had a good run (or float ☻.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013  Student General Artist
I suppose human kindness while on the brink of extinction exists in small crevices, so wrapped up in oneself and the switchblade attitudes around us cause kindness to seem somewhat artificial and untrustworthy.
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svenspade09 Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013
In a world of "self" it is hard to see the few people that do care or show compassion, but when looking threw canyons and crevices there's always a chance to find gold.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2013  Student General Artist
The childhood hopes of striking it rich one day never flees from the very fiber of our being. We are creatures made from dirt and soil so it is only right that we search from which we came.
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Harzlek Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013
Feels like you did what I do once in a while. Just let it happen. Impressive, I will look at some of your other work.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2013  Student General Artist
Thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it and are taking the time to read some more of my work.
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Harzlek Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2013
Of course.
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gentleherbivore Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013  Professional General Artist
Hauntingly beautiful.
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013  Student General Artist
Thank you so much
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WaffleGamer Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013  Student Writer
beautiful, a very moving piece
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grew-up-a-screw-up Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2013  Student General Artist
thank you
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