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Oct 2011
cyclones are cellophane
saran raptures, and
gale forced smiles in the rainΒ Β Β Β 
that comes after a dead-end starts
with a grave intuition.

Out of the blue,
a sky you knew would be safe
as sun-strokes-
of genius,
that love had
a heart...
you found

That's you
wishing where stars
don't fall
they just hang
in the black hole
Third Eye Candy
Written by
Third Eye Candy  M/USA
     ---, ---, Alexsandra Danae, Day, Lucan and 1 other
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