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[met_the_man]

As I sit here and watch the stars shuffle, my fingers fly across the board in a massed jumble while I think of your eyes. The 20 pages looming melt away under your stare. I pick the flower and send it flying as I writhe within my mind. Yes, no, the questions, non-alcoholic martinees mix my mind in a flurry of savage royalties I pay to my heart

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[08_ardnas_17]

awe I like that^
its cute.

[elena]

it was cute until you wrote 'ne'er ending crimson'.

[met_the_man]

:P