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Decoys and Disguises behind large-areas of smoke screens (Free verse) by Beyond_Dreams

Her skirt to short; Her hair flung from one side to the other 'gotta dolla, gotta dolla?' Dirty finger nails grazed her hips Red lipstick faded on her cheek With a smile of hypnotic schemes her mind deceiving her towards an out-stretched dream But cursed by suicidal things Suddenly blind like a wristwatch without time She can't tell yesterday from today or tomorrow 'gotta dolla, gotta dolla?' over there, there's a one armed man with graffiti on his feet, face and hand parched skin wrapped like a drum around the tight throat of melody war songs between soldiers and long lost sons' they peer out from piercing bloodshot eyes her blade's serrated. Cigarette tossed aside 'Hey you! Gotta dolla, gotta dolla?

Bankrupt_Word_Clerk 24-Jul-05/1:04 PM
funny, I instantly thought of Full Metal Jacket. and that movie with the guy with spray-painted feet. N0__ wait, that's not in a movie,it's a guy that sleeps in front of PaintMart spending all day huffing, but he's gone quite mad and thinks his nose is in his feet.




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