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curtain.call
hope heaven helps them.
helps them forget that their skin,
will always remember
the larseny of longing,
the curtain call that fades to black,
black evenings spent alone in his room,
with nothing to show for this desire
but the show itself
he reliquishes the ink,
yet covers the pink of his soul
with with her lips.
helps them forget that their skin,
will always remember
the larseny of longing,
the curtain call that fades to black,
black evenings spent alone in his room,
with nothing to show for this desire
but the show itself
he reliquishes the ink,
yet covers the pink of his soul
with with her lips.
Published 14th May 2013
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14th May 2013 9:20pm
He relinquishes the ink,
Yet covers the punk of his soul,
With her lips...
I love the last few lines.
From Clio to Mici
Yet covers the punk of his soul,
With her lips...
I love the last few lines.
From Clio to Mici
14th May 2013 9:57pm
mercy. < this one
this blast was fast. all of it gone too soon
i'm tinkin the larceny is another edit
with~with her lips
eye didnt get it... maybe that one too
but you know whiz-bang me with or without
nice drop.. BIG smile!!
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