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Thank you so much!!!
posted by
Luz_Briar
on August 12, 2008 at 5:45 AM
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this my dear is an exquisite piece of work! Bravo!
posted by
__Purple_Mermaid11__
on August 11, 2008 at 11:06 PM
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Absolutely brilliant!!! Serenity entering the brothel of Vainglory,
"Serenity starves to achieve cubism, wisdom abstains from what is out of reach, but the temple keeps longing to teach, ... the temple is where one goes to bleed", what a string of imagery sculpted in marble. You are just too good at it, Luz. My admirations
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on August 11, 2008 at 7:32 PM
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stone cold marble eyes (no pun intended..:) - that's they way a lot of
people see the world, if they see it at all.....scary..
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posted by
Rumor
on August 11, 2008 at 6:53 PM
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I felt chilled reading this....the ending of your poem made my soul cold and I couldn't agree with it more how cold our lives have become...
posted by
NiteTide
on August 11, 2008 at 3:28 PM
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This so reminded me of going to chapel to pray! Excellent imagery! sam
posted by
sam444
on August 11, 2008 at 2:17 PM
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