THE CLOUDS ABOVE CITIES ALWAYS HAVE A PINK GLOW TO THEM AT NIGHT
posted by Mrs Tremond at 4:39 pm
Sunday, April 01, 2007
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- ALL SHE COULD DO WAS KEEP WATCHING
- ALL HER OLD FRIENDS HAVE GROWN TO HATE THEIR BIRTH...
- THAT WAS BEFORE SHE STOPPED WEARING WATCHES
- SHE KNEW WHAT WAS COMING, SHE FELT IT SO OFTEN
- SHE HAD A SEPARATE DRAWER FOR UNMATCHED SOCKS
- THORNS THORNS THORNS THORNS THORNS THORNS THORNS
- ROWING ON MOONLIGHT
- BEYOND THE FOREST
- HER OPEN BOOK GETTING WET WITH RAIN
- THIS IS NOT ME SHE SAID
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