things that once were
things that lack propriety
things that don't make sense
things that desire, hope, dream
things that don't conform
things that cut and bruise
things that twirl and dance
things that are deceivingly pretty
things that teeter the edge of psychoticness
things that are A Rebel Beauty
Friday, March 5, 2010
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welcome to my poetry blog, where my poetry (well the ones I like) will go.
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