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Within Depression

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Naked thirst
Bound by caress
Cuts clear
Ice fresh scars
Still painting one
Narrow eye
Under
Death's sustenance wide
Closed shoulders
Veins
Cracked sapphire
Dry rot
Failed precious dark
Rushed sever hush
Blame I
I

I.

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draqq_zyxx Blogger Jan 30, 2006

OK, since no one commented on this poem. Let me just say that I like it. (And now I'll stay in my dark corner and play Xenogears.)