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Modernism

I am living in the 1920s I am missing the shaking tassel dresses, the whispering red lips and the springing curls I live through the deep emptiness of an uncurled smile from a boy who has a shine in his eye A shine from a coin filled with the greed for the nothingness of wealth His gaping presence has replaced wickedly free men What remains are toying boys craving meaning Behind the shade of the thinly golden pattern Of whiskey blurred nights Of shivering embraces Barely touching in numbness I love you meaning I do not acknowledge your depth or care to know mine What meaning?
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shauna-white
Irish
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Apr 20, 2014
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