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Notice Them
Contributed by
waldenpond
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Thursday, 10th February 2011 @ 05:56:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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A most limpid countenance Downcast and adrift Set me to reckon What may be amiss
Arid, creased lips Bare and concealed Still comely in feature Did little reveal
Such a shallow complexion Taxed and beaten Is a carapace of pity Coupling ache with each season
Ascending gaze, there! Exchange withering glance for sympathy's stare.
What exactness, your eyes Grievous and dismal Hold my interests at apex Though reason be futile.
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Re: Notice Them
(User Rating: 1 ) by xHeathenx on
Thursday, 10th February 2011 @ 09:05:04 PM AEST (User
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In all honesty, I'm seeing a dry chapped face. Possibly an elderly person. Other than that, it's losing me with how intricate the gazing is. I'm guessing you happen to notice these "dry chapped" people, and feel a sense of pity, as you look them in the eye, but it was in entirety pointless to feel that pity, since when you leave your gaze they matter not anymore. |
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Re: Notice Them
(User Rating: 1 ) by PernellRodocker on
Wednesday, 16th February 2011 @ 10:01:46 PM AEST (User
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And when you notice don't forget to
wipe the drool from your chin...
(did I read a little to deep?) Me... |
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