[untitled]A Poem by sea lily
how can it be?
so easily placated with him effective transference the only pain felt in the wrench and she seems so happy. this nature cannot touch me i give away and am irretrievable consumed, my eyes dullen the lustre stripped from being. i think in winter i weaken. © 2008 sea lily |
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Added on November 6, 2008 |

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