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cake (Free verse) by roses are read

playing with my barbies... getting dirt in my dry swim suit. foot/foot; hand/hand; foot/foot. i leave cartwheel prints in the sand: the frosting on your cake. the buttercream roses are. suffocating me as i fall, so i dress myself in them, and hide under the bride's skirt. the frosting stains my skin sweet.

roses are read 21-Jul-02/7:54 PM
thanks!




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