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stranger on the train
Contributed by
glassicallyunsuperficial
on
Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 09:26:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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a million words rumination gather I see you thinking Is anything the matter? You have strange piercing eyes Piercing. and it punctured a hole through the ceiling Your eyebags are dark they seem to sag with the weight of earth; a baggage brown like the coat you wear Maybe your coat brought out the darkness of the circles round your eyes It does not flatter. A tight bun sits fittingly upon your head high now, why the sad shade of the dye? Its like mud stuck to flaming fire. The fire dance it is pretty by itself But it is mysterious many supposed it bled and so painful to watch Yet a flamboyant color it is why hide in dark blobs of brown dark brown brings out nothing. Your silhoulette seems to draw me in deeper you left at the 7th avenue the train felt lighter without your presence but with your departure the cabin grew darker more ominous the seat you sat on grew from neon to dark green It is hard to comprehend and you were in your dark brown coat The combination of your sharp eyes dull hair colored the world asymmetry from the spectrum around Your shoulders sag in dull unconfidence but there is really no need for it you too shine as an individual.
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