lillian-braswellWhisper

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Lonely WordsMy words are lonely / Hunkered in the dark / Upon the lines to which they are drawn

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Apr 28, 2012

Silly WordsI glimpse you in fragments / pieces / portions

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Apr 28, 2012

NothingWe take for granted / The sound of nothing; / The gentle touch of velvet

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Apr 28, 2012

TrappedThe city seduces with serpentine sounds / Restless souls stuck to the ground / Gossamer dreams sequestered

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Apr 28, 2012

BeautifulYou are beautiful / Even though your eyes are lopsided / And your tummy is a bit bigger

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Apr 28, 2012

Do Not See My SkinI do not want you to see my skin / Don't look into my eyes and see that they are green / Do not look at my mouth and see that my lips are pink

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Apr 27, 2012

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