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Hyperbaric Melody
The memoried trace
of her troubless face
the tone and the studious posture
the cage of her grace
the state of her lace
as it lay there had newly just cost her
nothing more then
than breaking with him
the bread of her open own soul
for this was his wish
all come to this
and now he was rice in her bowl.
runningturtle87
Published 3rd Jul 2012
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3rd Jul 2012 1:34am
Anonymous
3rd Jul 2012 2:04am
yes...the cage of her grace...
all good, one typo
"and now we was rice in her bowl"
all else OK
good
read
like
your
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all good, one typo
"and now we was rice in her bowl"
all else OK
good
read
like
your
style
3rd Jul 2012 3:53am
I reread it several times and never caught that....thanks!
Of course, it has to be "he."
Of course, it has to be "he."
