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all over me,
the splashes of rust and gold...

the affairs of this world is like
a delicacy:
of a sweet sensation, and of
the bitter tastes of a concotion.

if i choose to live,
i will die in the splashe of times
if i choose to die,
i will also splash away, from the height of this fountain- life...

splashing all over me,
is these running gold's dross and silver's rust


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by poetdave

Time is like the waves beating upon our sand castle of life.

( Posted by: poewhit [Member] On: March 4, 2008 )

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