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we unfold wooden fans; a dozen hidden splinters
in the blades, cutting us before we have the chance.

you drew me in like a stringed balloon, your smile
faded into the wind - a daffodil breathing poison.

little black books bearing burns; we scraped
our knees on sandpaper with boredom.

laugh, you said,
and i did.

the clunking of an out-of-tune organ. the ritual
of a thousand horsemen galloping blindly into

a forever that won't last. the tousled manes of those horses,
how they vanish like inevitable sunsets.

there is an ache where your eyes once were.
i brush it out with the fans. not even the wind can

scatter the memories.
this is a product of procrastination 
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lintu47 Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Hello :wave:
You have been featured in my weekly dA love for everyone! article.
Have a nice day :dalove:
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learningtobefree Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2013  Student Writer
thanks so much!
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lintu47 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
My pleasure :happybounce:
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availiability Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013
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deviantsaster Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
This is a really beautiful piece and makes my heart ache. I love your wording and the poem really speaks to me in ways I can't even hope to explain. You've done a terrific job well done :-)

p.s. all the best things are the fruits of procrastination
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learningtobefree Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Student Writer
aww thanks so much! i'm glad you liked it. 
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deviantsaster Featured By Owner Nov 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:-) it was a pleasure to read
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