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November 10, 2008
half step
all the tall tales
written on blinds
in insane asylums
curious creatures follow
the crisp clean smell of Autumn
those unnamed
best of all untamed
and isn't it pretty to think so
I don't know
we call it cripple
we call it cursed
we used to know
which one is worse
all outrage and silence
where is the charity
in the smile
in the careless acts of gravity
a chair by the desk
in a teardrop shaped room
chants and cheers
Posted by nemov at November 10, 2008 9:19 PM
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