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Mar 30, 2010
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Atomic Faults
Your cupped hands
held a globe, and
when your fingers
slackened,
I fell away to
darkness, feeding
on plankton,
gasping air
through a thousand
miles of sand,
the sadness thundered
against chambers
of my heart
threatening to
wash the flotsam
of me away
But I held fast
I am more than
chambers of flesh
and blood,
in the minute
particles that
makes up the magic
that is me
the cracks of my faults
splinter my nuclei
as I explode into strings
— Seren, Mar 30, 2010
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Candlewitch
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Jayne
Seren
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Dear Cat
The Seeker
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Wonderful
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Dear Seeker
point.of.redemption
16 years 2 months ago
wow!
Seren
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Dear P.O.D
Seren
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Dear Annie
lyz
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Jayne, Lovely Write
Seren
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Dear Lyz
lyz
16 years 2 months ago
Lol
magics02
16 years 2 months ago
Great poem JC
Seren
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Dear Mona
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Dear Licia
judyanne
16 years 2 months ago
o jc this is so beautiful
Seren
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Dear Judd
Esker
16 years 2 months ago
This is creative
Seren
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Dear Esker
Nordic cloud
16 years 2 months ago
This Is the magic that is you Jayne
Seren
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Dear Ann
seabhac
16 years 2 months ago
Fresh perspective
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Liz
partacidcharm
16 years 2 months ago
this is beautiful. strong
Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear M
partacidcharm
16 years 2 months ago
it's funny...