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When (Free verse) by OneFingerAnswer

When I can`t feel that my skin is cold When leaving friends file into the fold When they only come dressed in black When they see me made up on my back When they offer each other a drink When my flesh is grey under brushed on pink When I wear a suit I never put on I`ll remember you even when I`m gone

Robert K Foster 5-Sep-02/11:06 AM
nicely done. lovely morbidity. cool.




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