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Jul 02, 2013
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T A I L I N G Z
grist of structure
sharp form
the tinge of brittle
time about its
era
cast us
about
beneath fire suns
and tear spent storms
our arms have borne
our hearts have shrugged
the soul shun worlds
and realms
of all this
and that
— Esker, Jul 02, 2013
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Ross Hamilton Hill
13 years ago
Hi there
a cut above most as usual, I'm still waiting for you to become famous,
just kidding,
success might blunt your edge.
ida
13 years ago
hence
Marlene Dietrich
I vant to be alone
fantastic Esker
body mind soul
pretzel
the glorious mystery shroud
lonlyhrtsclub13
13 years ago
The internal struggle
The push and pull of emotions, when the world keeps dealing you a bad hand, the desire to be left alone, very nicely displayed here. Your use of language is very powerful, as always. Nicely done.
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