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Apr 05, 2010
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while we lie dying
she asked: why shine the sun on milky shoulders,
if all they do is freckle and burn?
and he replied: for the smell of it
and she asked: why listen softly to sweet little lies,
if all they do is tickle and fade?
and he replied: for the thrill of it
and she asked: why take of stale bread and hearty wine
if all its worth is fickle and dry?
and he was finally silent
if all they do is freckle and burn?
and he replied: for the smell of it
and she asked: why listen softly to sweet little lies,
if all they do is tickle and fade?
and he replied: for the thrill of it
and she asked: why take of stale bread and hearty wine
if all its worth is fickle and dry?
and he was finally silent
— theladyblue, Apr 05, 2010
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anonymous1
16 years 2 months ago
stale bread/hearty wine
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
Thank you Lisa
weirdelf
16 years 2 months ago
potent!
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
aww Elfy Baby...
loved
16 years 2 months ago
the silence
loved
16 years 2 months ago
the silence
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
killing him softly...
Deadserious
16 years 2 months ago
I like it.
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
awesome
Esker
16 years 2 months ago
foray
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
all i can do is smile
Ink Dragon
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Emarie,
theladyblue
16 years 1 month ago
Nina...