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Tender mess of heart
while I cut the back
of my soul

Points of nostalgia,
memories running tasteless
through my fingers

Roaming, above ground
I watch the leaves fly,
an empty paper bag

I take a seat on a bench
while in state of mind
I mend my thougthless fixation
©2005-2009 ~ildfluge
:iconildfluge:

Author's Comments

This is the first finished sketch since July. I am happy, or at least a little bit.
I know what these images and feelings mean to me, but I won't tell you.

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:iconidareyoutoforget:
you're very talented as a writer my dear! xxx

--
Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. -- Gandhi
:iconildfluge:
Thank you, sweetie! :bounce:
:hug:

--
Noen kaller meg sjenert. Jeg kaller det mystikk
~luciole

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