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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.
Up the ladder:
Tom & Jerry
Down the ladder:
Bitter Breakfast
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Posted: February 20, 2003 2:47 PM PST; Last modified: February 20, 2003 2:47 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.4482355 Overall Rank: 2932 Comments:
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20-Feb-03/3:52 PM
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it's good, but the imagery confuses me >7
lactating while you weep is very becoming. i gave you the blue one.
Actually that was the heart. These breasts don't carry milk.
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