Monday, December 31, 2007
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- MARKS ON HER HAND LEFT BY THE CHEMICALS SHE USED
- AND THEN SHE ENTERED A ROOM FULL OF GOLD AND MIRRORS
- IN HER SOUL
- STILLNESS AND DISAPPEARING SECONDS
- HATED THE TREMBLING OF HER VOICE AND THE TEARS BLU...
- INTERNATIONAL FLIGHTS FROM GATES 1 THROUGH 5
- SHADOWS EMERGING FROM UNDER HER FEET IN ALL FOUR D...
- HOME AGAIN AMONGST THE CLOUDS
- IRRESPONSIBLE AS SATURDAY NIGHTS CAN BE
- SNOW WILL THEN FILL HER LUNGS
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