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Poetry By: air

summery of past vulnerability

Submitted:Nov 24, 2007    Reads: 147    Comments: 5    Likes: 4   


Fine lines of seclusion

had guarded me

though not protected.


For in the world beyond

there were tinglings

of residual effects

in time left undone.


Wrapped around me now

are fragmented

Silhouettes lingering

with Contingencies.

Along the bylines

of my most frequented emotion.


Masking thier appearance

they masquerde

in a dance that was held

in my honor.



I would not dance



Good intentions escape

and for a while

I allow it all to happen;

The intrusion of past emotions

Come alive again

And if only for a while

the dance goes on.


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