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refracting our smiles; smiles; smiles; into light which our eyes; eyes; eyes; use to see. reckless and ignorant hopeless and childish innocent and helpless she was, before these years came to swallow; swallow; time bites at her legs her arms her ears. pulling skin loose, white freckled flesh creased and folded thin and old hanging from weakening bones. clothes long out of style floral prints and granny knits what she does today won't affect yesterday or her disheartened life for it has been lived; lived; lived; her finishing days that will tie her together are yet to come, but soon, petaled decease will come knocking her down for it shall manifest beside her window, and someday soon,she won't wake up. --she'll be too tired, is what you'll tell your daughter.
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Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
she'll be too tired
refracting our smiles; smiles; smiles; into light which our eyes; eyes; eyes; use to see. reckless and ignorant hopeless and childish innocent and helpless she was, before these years came to swallow; swallow; time bites at her legs her arms her ears. pulling skin loose, white freckled flesh creased and folded thin and old hanging from weakening bones. clothes long out of style floral prints and granny knits what she does today won't affect yesterday or her disheartened life for it has been lived; lived; lived; her finishing days that will tie her together are yet to come, but soon, petaled decease will come knocking her down for it shall manifest beside her window, and someday soon,she won't wake up. --she'll be too tired, is what you'll tell your daughter.
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Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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