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Austerity emblazoned in silk fallen out of the ranks in the popularity stakes the iced tea on the hob warmingingly out of character Do you recall turning the page of irony yellowed blotter, signature book of those you'll never meet again autographed in old inked scrawl holed up with cobwebbed coats Well, they don't bother you now even though they stared you down head hunted the perfect prefect of popularity seeking you to check out the aged paper trail their current capabilities warranting a slice Settling, the nest felt comfy nurturing, gifts placed at your feet you dislodged the parrot from your shoulder it left its calling card, a neat reminder, chatted  up colourful clowns in the corner Squatting within a lurch of emotion fried eyed, stop tap turned off zero shifting into first place cashing in their deposit too late they paid in full willingly....it seemed Steamrollered, you left the game parked your plastic smile scrubbed clean the mossy mess sat back amongst daisy/buttercup armies felt the hot poker of rejection, water.....devoured it
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 8:45 AM UTC
Letting go
Austerity emblazoned in silk fallen out of the ranks in the popularity stakes the iced tea on the hob warmingingly out of character Do you recall turning the page of irony yellowed blotter, signature book of those you'll never meet again autographed in old inked scrawl holed up with cobwebbed coats Well, they don't bother you now even though they stared you down head hunted the perfect prefect of popularity seeking you to check out the aged paper trail their current capabilities warranting a slice Settling, the nest felt comfy nurturing, gifts placed at your feet you dislodged the parrot from your shoulder it left its calling card, a neat reminder, chatted  up colourful clowns in the corner Squatting within a lurch of emotion fried eyed, stop tap turned off zero shifting into first place cashing in their deposit too late they paid in full willingly....it seemed Steamrollered, you left the game parked your plastic smile scrubbed clean the mossy mess sat back amongst daisy/buttercup armies felt the hot poker of rejection, water.....devoured it
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 8:45 AM UTC
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