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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required And there you stand by the broken brook the rivers flow you never took and on the dry bed there the hand made boat of hope without repair still longing for the rivers heart to keep its untamed bow afloat And the mouth you used to say those words empty now of spit and curse leaves you parched upon the cracked and arid earth Turn your life into how much you’ve paid forget about the things you’ve made they won’t give you the promise of a single sail A blow of wind to no avail a courageous gust to fly out into the world remembered in kisses left now to the softness of their renunciation But still you hear some distant oceans call still you feel the love rise and fall upon the quivering lips of your own confession By armory the barque of pride and steel howls a sorry dog at heel but still this resentment you choose to feel hides a burglars transit unrevealed and by a pious imposition must return to the uncertain and find no beach on which to rest this ocean But still you feel some poignant call still wish the tide to rush you above it all and finally reach the embrace of loves natural intuition But the mouth you used to say those words choking and spitting upon their verbs by their own throat lay the cuts which lead to silence Time to be without the stars time will always carry the scars time in its time may dream to be of no-one And there you stand by the broken brook the rivers flow you never took and on the dry bed there the hand made boat of hope without repair still longing for the rivers heart to keep its untamed bow afloat And the mouth you used to say those words empty now of spit and curse leaves you parched upon the cracked and arid earth
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