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Nightingale
Did I wound you, mutilate. Take away your voice. Did I cut something from you. Leave you locked in silence?
This is what you do: you sing. Every part of you. Your locks of hair sing sing, your eyes, your hands, your smile. If I listen closely I can even hear your blood.
Was I the one that took that away?
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Did I wound you, mutilate. Take away your voice. Did I cut something from you. Leave you locked in silence?
This is what you do: you sing. Every part of you. Your locks of hair sing sing, your eyes, your hands, your smile. If I listen closely I can even hear your blood.
Was I the one that took that away?
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I finally read something by Francesca Lia Block! *hugs*
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*nuzzles* ^_^ I'm so glad you loved it, isn't it beautiful? I have so much of it memorized from reading it as much as I have.
♥ :D
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