and the sun goes down around us and the lines of twilight brighten and sharpen all the pain and lust we feel for each other but more importantly for ourselves and we somehow mistake this...
for love.
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A chaotic collection of writing exercises.
scattered starz paint twilight all over the place
including those laugh lines on your face.
but copyright will always remain loyal
to the writers who brought the words to a boil.
1 comment:
Wow. That's good.
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