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tanka(1)

Member since 2005 · Posted 8 Apr 2005 · 1 comment

We spoke last night and I could feel the hate in her voice. The howling wind bangs on the door but I don't hear it. I'm playing music.

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[6] impert&ent 20-Aug-05/12:19 PM Reply
I like bits of this a lot, but overall it's a bit too matter-of-fact. Takes away some of the metaphors that might be brewing.