Sunday, November 20, 2005


thunder of nonSense words
bLEeding scepter's wound
Let the oLd pen cry
i wiLL sLide to your side
two-feet throne
she's caSting pitiful stare
withdrawal of emotions
in a freesien scent
Faking tears of
excruciating pain
enveloped melodrama
in the darkest avocation

afternoon bLues
i don't know you
not used to feeding clues

jeweLed paLm
two-feet stare
fruStration's trophy
of stranger's thought

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