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Wallflower
Contributed by
MsScissors
on
Sunday, 19th September 2004 @ 11:02:33 PM in AEST
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Laden with oils
she is dark as hail
her wind cats growl
at the coming winter
She has no eyes
instead knowing you
by taste bud
she falters the nomads
with gin and bliss
despite all effort
apostrophe and milktoast she
is craven. drowning.
in the tempest worries
of her own
wanton desire
She is metal boned
fresh and delivered
like a morning train
she is ripe like
the elms of September
She was stolen
in the night
born and died at
the same time and
thus were looted
the pilgrims of her mind.
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MsScissors
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2004-09-19 23:02:33]
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Re: Wallflower
(User Rating: 1 )
by blackholesun on
Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 04:47:13 PM AEST
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| hey i liked it ,how artistic its a good description |
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