L'horrage de L'anneeA Poem by EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSabout the nature of things, it kind of has a scheme to it for once... reuploading... sigh...A veneer A varnish The glassy surface on top (sur toi) The splinters The nicks A scream beneath the skin (pourquoi ce temp) A sparkle A sequin The plastic lives they tell (Le vraiment) The comment The decision A final moment in coming (C’est fin) A drawing in A temptation The chapped lips to show for it (dommage) The divine The immortal A flame drawn toward the moth (tu as chaud) A tale The contradictions left unsaid (ensuite) The happiness The pleasure An anticlimax in itself (si quoi) An outer skin (the telling) The Barbie doll (a moment) A pout (the flame) The unsaid (an anticlimax) Thus, order is once again Restored to the Untold Numbers In Vanity Eeating.. Right Je peux voir tout…
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Added on February 12, 2008 AuthorEVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERSthe big EAboutRight. Well. Once upon a time, I was relatively well known on this site. And then the site crashed. With a fair bit of my work on it. And I got understandably (right?) frustrated. I missed the communi.. more..Writing
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