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Aug 28, 2005 15:10

wickedly doors
creak open with force
centrally your's
jag'd n' jaded before

created

from dusty jeans
weighed down heavy
rock bottom things eloquently seem elegantly dreamed
dripped dropping down
from up overhead
overhearing blurred words bleering

wincing faces twist as old trees
contort out of context
a tim burtonesque picture
that isn't named yet
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