of her eye, and turns tears black;
it was never real, anyways, just
a game of pretend. maybe
we could draw laughing faces on
the sidewalk, smile stick-like, not
quite palpable
kiss the hard pavement because
it won't turn away.
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And indeed, over at cuileann's, there is a part two. Take a look.
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And indeed, over at cuileann's, there is a part two. Take a look.
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mm. this might be my favorite yet.
so nice
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)