I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat

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(idea) by Chras4 (6.4 hr) (print) ? (I like it!) 1 C! Sun May 02 2004 at 4:45:21

wounded
the dove endures his arrow
she conceals beneath the brush
protected from predators
awaiting solace or sleep
whichever arrives first

She started to fall, and knew she would never come back	Sex-free pregnancy	A wounded deer leaps highest	gaining night vision
When did everyone get so attractive?	Out here on the perimeter, there are no stars	If you have to cry, do it in the shower	Come, heavy sleep
Beyond the Calculus of hidden meanings and symbols	You don't know fear	The future comes screaming and shattered, fragmented, howling through midnight cobblestone streets	Walking the spaces between the words
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove	Strangleable	The agony of birds	three reasons
the woods, my only solace	How a key opens a lock	CKY	The only place I ever go is the grocery store.
Die Hand Die Verletzt	wrapped up tight in my distress. My words are muffled	The Arrow and the Song	These are the memories I never had

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