In flicker of flames
one can see her smile
She looks out of the window…
fingers on her pearls
the wind howling in pain
Her graceful glance…
holds you to her heart
bringing warmth
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Octpowrimo - #11 - Connect
crowded queues varied views tragic news! I seek to escape... need to over-generalize. Each viewpoint - its own faded hue orange, reds and bl...
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I often just sit up and try to figure out what is it that i am supposed to be hanging around here for? which question is assigned for me to ... -
awaiting the discomfort of telling a lie I turn in my sleep troubled by thoughts not mine to keep not mine to believe.. sleep evades me ..as... -
Out alone in the balmy night just looking for someone to fight I stand alone by the swing fighting the frustrations from within Nothing.. to...
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