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Aug 2010
Behind your simple prose and light eyes
A darker ribon ties
A veil
Dropped once at the first act.

Take a bow,
The rose I throw for you has a tooth for you
I watched a drop of scarlet land on your blue shirt
A tiny bullet hole.

The actor within
Schemes, contorts and writhes
Simply,
Surely.
May your roses be as blue.
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   Emma
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