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Call Me (Free verse) by newdawnfades

Call me if you have a moment left in your day to embrace a memory when we were sure that flowers were red and pink, and that love is dead, dying in every moment in every minute of every day, dripping like sap down the trunk of my left breast and both corners of both eyes.

Jay J.C. 20-Feb-03/3:52 PM
it's good, but the imagery confuses me >7




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