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I should have smelled the smoke with my third eye
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Flashback Fridays I watched her dicker
with the devil
over the price
of her soul,
apathy and envy
in competition;
her red hair flowing,
those green eyes burning,
(perhaps I've gotten
that part backwards,
but she was stunning).
Life on Earth
interrupted,
and she burned
burned all our shit.
My kind of poem!
My kind of poem!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I really like this..the
I really like this..the perhaps I have that part backwards I am torn aout...but its a solid piece!
Much Love
Ashley
:-D
Thank you Dear!
Burned
Burned all our shit I want to know more about this lady that dickers with the devil
;-)
Indeed! Interesting woman, interesting time.