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Passing Moments
Hesitation Holds Me
I Am The Meaning Of Speechless
Holding This Flame
Against The Cold
In Hopes To Feel Again
I Collect Bits And Pieces
I Mix And Match
And Smooth The Creases
But It's Never The Same
Cold Finally Warming
Against This Flame
Realizing That All I Really Wanted
Was... To Find You...
-M
I Am The Meaning Of Speechless
Holding This Flame
Against The Cold
In Hopes To Feel Again
I Collect Bits And Pieces
I Mix And Match
And Smooth The Creases
But It's Never The Same
Cold Finally Warming
Against This Flame
Realizing That All I Really Wanted
Was... To Find You...
-M
Published 3rd Jan 2015
| Edited 14th Jan 2015
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3rd Jan 2015 7:21am
I like this poem, it gives warmth in a cold situation, and it's also beautifully written. I love it ^^ it's almost like the healing phase that everyone goes through.
I think it is also very very cleverly written! ^^
I think it is also very very cleverly written! ^^
3rd Jan 2015 8:01am
Anonymous
- Edited 3rd Jan 2015 12:22pm
3rd Jan 2015 12:21pm
Ahh this is so sweet, it warms my heart. The hint of sadness is left hanging, like a tear disguised in a smile. Lovely ink sweetie
3rd Jan 2015 4:05pm
