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This Night's Narcissuses
Contributed by
skyhawk432
on
Sunday, 30th August 2009 @ 09:47:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Tongues alight the torches of the evening; each one an arrogant flame in the sky. And by the roads where dust and dividers meet sit youth at a pool who look in their own eyes.
Their tongues ignite into rig-rag chatter; each topic a paper to add to the fire. Kerosene converse would carry on long after the smoke centres and tires.
And by the words which hang from every mouth, a new, growing stem would come and show soon that each youth would be only a flower for the dusty, divided winds to blow through.
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2009-08-30 09:47:57] (Date/Time posted on
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