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RedEarthofTerra — Pale
Published: 2009-06-20 04:04:02 +0000 UTC; Views: 69; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 1
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Description You are all bark and no bite.
       Your lips against mine a
    feeble attempt at
                capture.


Your hands shy and shaky instead of sure,
Your breath quiet and quaky instead of
                  pure,


the sun on my face stronger,
       a head rush longer
     a spell
              than any
            you've cast on me.



Your actions pale
      in the shadow of your words
  and you hardly speak of it
      at all.
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Comments: 9

Satah [2009-07-16 07:35:18 +0000 UTC]

"Your hands shy and shaky instead of sure,
Your breath quiet and quaky instead of
pure,"
♥ loove that

great ending (:

i am down to thirty-four deviations in my watch and they are all yours... prepare for a shower of comments

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RedEarthofTerra In reply to Satah [2009-07-17 20:20:04 +0000 UTC]

Ha ha, no problem. Sorry about the large quantity of them!
I really need to look through mine, I have like 163 or some painful number...

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Satah In reply to RedEarthofTerra [2009-07-17 20:23:27 +0000 UTC]

not a problem, it was a great binge of your work ♥

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BluAutum [2009-06-26 03:56:26 +0000 UTC]

over all this is a mighty fine poem. i always love your work, you know. the rythm is a little strange, the rhym is good, i just noticed my spelling sux. i do like this poem a lot though. its has a sence of spirituality.

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RedEarthofTerra In reply to BluAutum [2009-06-26 07:00:29 +0000 UTC]

Yeah, it is a little strange. Oh well. Thank you!

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Goryu29 [2009-06-22 16:28:40 +0000 UTC]

Wise poem. Pretty cool.

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RedEarthofTerra In reply to Goryu29 [2009-06-23 18:08:45 +0000 UTC]

Thank you.

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WhiteWitchFire [2009-06-21 05:39:17 +0000 UTC]

Me likes this one.

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RedEarthofTerra In reply to WhiteWitchFire [2009-06-23 20:28:43 +0000 UTC]

Gracias.

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