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Free verse № 78067

her treasure

Member since 2003 · Posted 20 Dec 2003 · 3 comments

Her time-weathered photographs. Her aged and faded treasures immeasureable. Ancient riches commemorating laughs she had found. Silver oceans and glittering eyes. Intiricately carved faces. Beautiful like the dawn's memory. Her pictures aging like the threads of time. Webbed aroung desire. Covered by her wrinkled skin. And forever remembered behind her beautiful eyes.

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[n/a] Everyone 22-Dec-03/3:45 PM Reply
It's difficult to feel any sympathy for the elderly when just last week an old man wandered into a playground full of children and chewed their cheeks off.
[9] sliver 22-Dec-03/9:24 PM Reply
Old memories well remembered, I enjoyed this.
[8] richa 23-Dec-03/8:20 AM Reply
rather sweet, could do with a couple of original images to grab the reader.