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She's sliding now,along the walls,
Ignoring all,but all of us,
Unable to resist the casual calls,
Pretending that the hope is lost.

Among ourselves ,she raises now the glass
Without the slightest sense of worry.
Forever knowing she's the last...
A master in the bussiness of marking territory.

She's touching now,electrified sensations
The scarring of our souls,the beauty of her face
A war without a declaration...
A senseless love lost now within a maze.
Blessed be the nights spent with your friends...

Hope you enjoy it.
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1000Faces Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2005
I can feel a tear drop sliter from my eye... very nice...
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Nocturnal-Jester Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2005
i like it, nice poem, good written...
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SorrowsMisery Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2005
Nice.
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puwen Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2005
I like. The tone of voice in this one is awesome. Nice work!
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