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Memories of you, taste like sugar.
A reminder of my addiction
of nights spent in parks and on the road-side,
skies full of Gods,
comfortable awkward silences.
Now its just unwritten post-it notes
stuck in the head of another,
fool.

Nights spent embracing this mountain of artifice,
staring at tarnished beads of radiance.
Faded into feelings of when they gleaned by your side,
The hot wax dripping into a cupped hand,
as I lay sprawled in my bath motionless.
It feels how I ought to feel,
hot, fluid, sensual.

We can no longer be friends.
we can no longer be…anything,
but delusions and cold wax

As winter closes,
wax melts,
me.
©2007-2010 ~Pair-Shaped
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Author's Comments

I have plans for this poem, I have painted a piece of paper to frame it and I have to figure out a text style to write it in or print it or something.

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:iconvandemyse:
this flows so well.
:iconpair-shaped:
Why thank you. :D

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reality is for people who cant handle drugs
:iconkilikamel:
I love the imagery. My only bit of advice would be to reconsider some of the comma placement. There are some that don't need to be there. Great piece, though. Thanks for sharing it with me on my way out of the chat. I'm glad I read it. :D

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puffy teddy :love:

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"I am a dreamer but when I wake,
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:iconpair-shaped:
:) Avocado Bear was a gift from the lady this poetry was about then was given to a man of which I could not do without. :P

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reality is for people who cant handle drugs

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