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we window-shopped
for non-stick memories
and ended up purchasing
movie stubs
and instances of fornication.
the world might as well castrate us;
we can't risk spawning
children with false concepts of love.
just because no one else would
we took each other in
and wasn't that desperation?
© 12.November.2013
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Novelber
Bonjour, bonsoir
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Literature
apocryphal
so cunning and seemingly honest
at times there is nothing but wit
yet not quite real on the inside
but nothing we care to admit
Literature
2019
hair black, lips blood, skin bright,...
Snow White crossed my dreams tonight,...
and oh she waas so much like me,
drinker and a kid,
driving old cars, giving me creeps,
we shared a time of a time beyond our time...
yet Snow White - she never became mine
wearing all that colours ..... what she was was crystal clear ultraviolet
"not to touch, not to belong, and never to forget"
where her thoughts that spoke to me
yet that day she was already so far away from me
gently hold me hand Snow White
and kiss me sweet
and I may stroke your cheek
and time may stop
drip drop drip drop
hair black, lips blood, skin bright,...
Snow White crossed my dre
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if i were privileged to have a daughter or a son, i'd like to name them with something that ends with long E or something that rhymes with baby.
i will change my description later.
11.25.13 literary feat's by UnThai
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really nice rhythm in this.
the sadness here feels like missed moments and deep regret.