fairy ellenA Poem by sea lily
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the remnants of croissants pulled apart by ink-stained fingers with reddened cuticles. write to me. flopsy, mopsy, cottontail and peter soft blonde hair tied back with ribbon. dresses hiked up to show cotton knickers. in polished shoes we traversed the pavements to school avoiding the dog messes distaste for tea and sunday dinner mother threw cutlery and father was a suitcase. beer in the fridge. stella artois and marlborough reds. i still won't let the boys kiss me, with that rancid, whiskery face. before the anxiety. i still act out every single fantasy. convinced my hair never curled i never had to shave any part of my body. you are all play-actors i am still me. © 2010 sea lilyReviews |
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4 Reviews Added on November 20, 2010 Last Updated on November 20, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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