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Sometimes Some Time Must Pass Before the Flesh



Sometimes some time must pass before the flesh Can grow across the chasm of a wound. The rift must be protected by a silence ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 21 August 2006
Author: Nicholas Gordon
Rating: 3.5/5 (12 votes cast)
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Sometimes Some Time Must Pass Before the Flesh
Sometimes some time must pass before the flesh
Can grow across the chasm of a wound.
The rift must be protected by a silence
That waits upon the healing touch of night.
You and I have traded so much pain
There came a time you closed maternal* doors.
Your love could not so long sustain the power
To hold humiliation in your arms.

I know that I have disappointed you:
I could not be the child that you wanted.
But now I stand beside your ancient walls.
Come meet me once again outside the gate.

*"paternal" if for a father
-Nicholas Gordon -

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