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Disregardance (Free verse) by klosterfobik

She empties me, so carefully, with her saddest smile come autumn. She folds me gently with regret, and sets me softly in her soul. Such a warm repose from winter. She lays me just aside, for when the birds come back again.

klosterfobik 8-Sep-04/3:30 PM
Silent Scream is such an easy oxymoron.




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