| (rwxrwxrw for scarlet) by anxiolytique | |
| Rated G - Poetry - Published: 04/23/09 05:31 AM - Updated: 04/23/09 05:31 AM - Status: In Progress - Size: 1.03 kb | |
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| lackluster as sharp in its effect and toll as a pristine slate, the fortunate nature of blankness with just nausea's inequity steming sickly ornate you wore your last instances numbered counting down from ten and sighing, eyes down with a Flushed face trading care for convenience then deserting sometimes a sudden spell of burden built up, courtesy of me and the rance of cringed silenced insanity with its expert stains, stigmata from overuse assuming safety in cyclic demise then, during the rounds, pressed dresses pace by and by claiming treatment of soreness to come pain due for pain done destroy or burn and let the hours after pour by and pour in immobilise pain due to pain done. use, re-use, use again.. (even Two of me can be used with success.) those sterilised slates of stainless, doctored surfaces success by soaking with paleness around yr mouth still white for a season he'll make his way His way For the so-called summers to be a new slit on each side and keep his blank eyes down coward. |
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