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slender, pale moonlight;
a fine evening for imperceptibly
amiable rogues
******* conversations;
splattering, sparkling words dripping down
your porcelain chin
dare not let those spiders out
dreams are cozy webs
  Aug 2015 erica court
wordvango
all the daft of acting brave
the acts of being alone
of trying so hard to say
the one
word to  sing a perfect  
song
writing it to
no one in particular
stopping myself from screaming
out to everyone
how much the
loneliness hurts:
I am just gonna write
and scream and call out.
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