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My Life as a Book (Free verse) by molly
My life is a book tattered pages bound by a string of frayed ends, Stained with the stigma from spastic ink-spill But you read it so eagerly so amorously, like a child with newfound treasure, as if some value actually existed within these mangled pages You held up a mirror to show me the beauty I possessed, the beauty I never saw, a rarefied reflection in your eyes But perhaps I never saw this beauty because it was never there and only began to shine, the dwarf star metamorphosing into the supernova, the day you first kissed me.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.7777777
Weighted score: 5.888889
Overall Rank: 1482
Posted: July 30, 2002 6:08 PM PDT; Last modified: July 30, 2002 6:08 PM PDT
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[6] Sigh'ense... @ 63.210.112.184 | 30-Jul-02/6:47 PM | Reply
I'd love to secretly read your diary...--smile-- conjuctively uprising and amusing...
says Da1 w/ lip gloss handy.
[9] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 30-Jul-02/7:29 PM | Reply
Fix your second to last line to find true love...naw..just joshuaing.. this is very soft against my mind i can give it the 'hoof' u have passed.the beak is yours. spearmint.horn.sender.rustic.pufferfishn
[7] ifni @ 64.129.213.218 | 10-Aug-02/9:28 PM | Reply
clear imagery, good encapsulation of the moment. =)
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