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    dots Submission Name: take my wordsdots

    Author: jeniecel
    ASL Info:    28/f/philippines
    Elite Ratio:    3.22 - 313/373/169
    Words: 85
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotstake my wordsdots

    I am
    as opposed to a rose
    red and fiery in the furnace
    of hope
    is just a face
    like a crumbling leaf
    around the barren trees: a runaway
    of purple hue and somber tone
    which whistles despair.
    Love burdens me
    carrying losses or promises
    it being all I have
    and know

    I write for him to find me
    arms outstretched in fantasy
    waiting with numb fingers
    that will leave a mark on his back
    while fading like a flower he embroiders.

    Submitted on 2013-02-25 09:29:28     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I picture a poet struggling with
    the great mystery that is the grandness of love.
    Love is such a word it barely covers the scope
    of a lifetime waiting for someone who
    will take the time to know.
    In the beginning what do we have
    to compare love to?
    Who will look into our eyes
    and see behind the shine of tears.
    Worse what if our first attempts at
    love have been betrayed?
    All of this runs through my mind
    as I read your words. Don't we all want
    to leave our mark on someone.
    To be with someone who wants us?
    Someone who only desires to see the (me)
    and watch as I grow.
    I remember running to mom and dad and
    saying watch me do this, watch me. And they
    did because they saw me through eyes of love
    and that is the only way to see.
    To see the true beauty of a soul.
    I would say mark me or brand me
    Just do it with love and it will never fade
    | Posted on 2013-02-25 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]

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