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Wednesday, September 7, 2005Ivory ShadeAn ivory shade, Is that of my soul. Washed and stretched, Ironed on my bed. Sins coupling, Prayer’s said, On bended knees. Wearing thin, Bleeding out. The current rippling vastly, Before my eyes, The life I’ve lead. Some lit, Some dark, Some entirely black, Sunken, brittle, broken. The taste, salty,... Sign in to see full entry. |