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Jan 05, 2010
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Doggy bag
Arborite reflects moon light ,paints an alabaster sight;drains the color from her face,like a flick in black and white. Sideways glance of romance slips,pinky-pointed, tea cup tips.Shy eyes lost in loves' embrace,envied porclin brushed her lips. Safe within the shadows cloaked, sweat and fear on bowed brow broke.Empty, silenced heart disgraced,as the words stick in my throat. Hear the neon buzzing gas,time for love slips slowly past.Final glance of hope misplaced,at reflections in the glass. Regrettably this hand I fold, hot meal and love life on hold,feign to feed my forlorn face;I'll eat my chop suey cold. By Jove !
— jove, Jan 05, 2010
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Morgana Tragic…
16 years 4 months ago
Heya Jove, Fellow
jove
16 years 4 months ago
Thank you very much
Skumpfsklub
16 years 4 months ago
Stand pat with the caps, Jove. I see no problem with the
jove
16 years 3 months ago
Thank you very much Perry