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Mar 12, 2008 21:24
golden cider
like promises, the cool liquid
soothes my sorrows,
weak thin smile,
bitter than tears
blackness swims in the dark of night
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maniainexcess
March 16 2008, 06:13:00 UTC
oh how I have missed your words.
without them I stagnate in the muck of daily trivialities.
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without them I stagnate in the muck of daily trivialities.
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