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The taste of something new. (Free verse) by darby pyn

She sees right through me. I am as transparent as vanity. the new clothes the steep disconnection in my voice. her eyes swell with each kiss goodnight. she knows I’m never alone.

darby pyn 5-Jul-05/8:56 PM
it's just used as a metaphor. I could have said glass.
I meant it closer to your second analogy.




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