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BALD BEARDS I'VE BEEN TOLD
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BALD BEARDS I'VE BEEN TOLD |
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Werd Na Rumboe Junior Member
since 2009-10-13
Posts 21 |
fragments of crooked flowers, pretty in the rain the sun bounce glitter from slow petals late september and it’s bitter warm if anything, we tend to find our memories as everything we had ever lost and They fall, one for all, and fell for lay then we hear our dreams, like big cold clouds and the world seems so very tall when your six feet under the control of trees the falling leaves will rise when you're over yourself and this detailed world nothing is quite as pretty, or bold and the bald men growing blue beards and the precision of snow on twigs and everything we had ever lost, was born again fragments of everything remains ahead bald blue beards i’ve been told |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Excellent, a lovely write! I love the images of the trees! |
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