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By jilli72950
Enjoying the flow of things Black roses and crying children chipped and fading nailpolish shatterd glass on the kitchen floor Inkless pens and penless secretaries cheating on your wife with the cat The cat,ha, what a cute little name for your blond No invitation for me though. Broken hearts or heartless brokes? Idoly thinking or thinking idoly 'But those flowers stay purple' too bad Dirty sheets on the bed, or under it I need to was my face before my hands Or my hands before my face, whichever Pentograms and Holographs, what's a holograph? Words mean nothing, nothing and everything. Is anything what it seems? Or did the seams rip? Leaving a black whole waiting to be filled. The scars on my back are getting bigger Stingin, hating, screaming, weeping....play. Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 09:39 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Enjoying the flow of things..."