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Cherubic-Defect — Shatterproof
Published: 2009-01-30 04:27:41 +0000 UTC; Views: 270; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 11
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Dead angels danceupon my fingertips, idly
I pluck at their plumes
dusting soot from the wires--
the scorched earth trails
cross my back. From above,
the betrayal of a golden breeze
smites in mocking gales
my eccentric denial; alone
my thoughts build alabaster
walls, thickened with resent.
Sight of the dead tree
blotted by red--
the glass lay scattered
reflects nothing but my eyes.
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Why thankyou!~ It was a three minute scribbling marathon where I wrote down everything that popped into my head. This is the condensed version.
Yay club members indeed!
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