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Jul 11, 2005 23:34

he turned his eyes from me
to look into a dream
his eyes linger
like secrets from my lips
silently parting
his mouth to speak
his knuckles are red
burned from cement
clothes with holes
years have been worn
seen in the wrinkles
defining his face
he turned his eyes from me
to look into a dream

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xanderschild July 12 2005, 04:03:46 UTC
Now this is a nice one! :)

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embryonicdreams July 12 2005, 18:12:06 UTC
Brilliant, my dear.

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shinkeishitsu July 27 2005, 20:39:09 UTC
*waves*

hey stranger

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