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Purple Vision his fingers twist and turn around the respondent strings of a white guitar, the pure color of doves n..

Sooner or Later clouds will go crazy and purple rain will find us--- we are all fatal erin-cilberto 4/23/16

Belief a rarity, your smile, usually your eyes radiate with dark pupils you have learned much suffering in your life s..

identity theft empty wallets fat love accounts then early withdrawal no dismissal compensation just the penalty o..

the proximity of professions lawns freshly cut the scent adorns a suburban morning hedge rows neatly fringe alike houses ..

Flunking Upper Class musk, in a silent corner of a busy gathering the only scent of loneliness as the olives fly in a marti..

Yesterday's Tomorrow our cuffs touched in bell bottomed brush arms entwined, flashing youthful, whimsical smiles of fo..

the Confidence Game a certain sunlit morning behind foreign shades of shame peeking eyes blink new confidence apologies bri..

song of the south befriending earthworms decomposing composer feels poetic death shoveled syllables sting his skin with..

True Compromise sincerity lies swelled cheeks, cesspools of distance lips move in deceit erin-cilberto 4/16/16