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Feb 2011
ink
i can force the ink
but it lies
the patterned scratches
frame your eyes

skin the moment
make it feel
take it in
pretend it's real

dismissed sun
the red and grey
wasted eyes
once kissed the day

flying in
to save a rose
tea and silver
skin exposed

headway fail
go back to bed
white out words
that weren't said
Written by
A Renee
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