Title Number One
alas thefamous beauty
reconciles truth
yet knows
nothing of
unwanted pretense
pained glass
spills onto
chalk lips
curious flavor
subtle lick
gentle death
crying loud
gaping wind
painted sorrow
Poetry by Eight-Feet
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Written on 2005-09-11 at 02:06




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