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My teeth tangled up
     my tongue at
another inopportune moment.
I’m his burdened beast
with a window-smashed head
and an oppressive fear
     of clocks.








.elle.
©2005-2009 ~etoilerose
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:iconerithe:
"an oppressive fear of clocks"

It rings through me when I read it, though I can't quite say why. I just really love the line. I love your imagery.

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\"Our echoes roll from soul to soul, forever and forever...\"

Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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window smashed head.


this poem has such heavy words which I love cause the length isn't too long. extremly powerful.

tangled, burdened, smashed and opressive

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<3

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I don't have words, just a +fav.

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:iconangeliclawyer:
It's been a long time since I last read your works, but I see you still got that knack for writing brilliant short pieces that attracted my attention for the first time. :)

This was very cleverly written, leaving so much to read between the lines, but still saying it all.

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