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Free verse № 118235

Winds Cakel

by nothingtoanyone

Member since 2003 · Posted 11 Jan 2005 · 1 comment

Old feelings I thought were gone come back to haunt me in my sleep when your voice echoes off the walls of my mind. The wind’s cold cakel beats your voice against the chambers of my heart – blowing away the wall I built around you, exposing you to me once more. Long heeled scars start itching wanting waiting, for my impatience to rip them open reliving the forgotten pain I induced upon my self and transferred to you through my electrical current.

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[6] Shuushin 11-Jan-05/8:58 PM Reply
cackel

v : make a cackling sound; "The fire cackled cozily"

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v. healed, heal·ing, heals
v. tr.
To restore to health or soundness; cure. See Synonyms at cure.
To set right; repair: healed the rift between us.
To restore (a person) to spiritual wholeness.

v. intr.
To become whole and sound; return to health

(not heeled)