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Free verse № 13218

When

Member since 2002 · Posted 4 Sep 2002 · 2 comments

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

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[n/a] vulcan 4-Sep-02/11:49 PM Reply
All right!
[9] Robert K Foster 5-Sep-02/11:06 AM Reply
nicely done. lovely morbidity. cool.