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To tell the truth,
every waking moment I exist
trying to imagine your taste.
Finger tips extended-
quivering.
You recoil.
every waking moment I exist
trying to imagine your taste.
Finger tips extended-
quivering.
You recoil.
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Second poem found in the sketch book... only this one doesn't involve that dorky thing. Just me hating myself.
© 2007 - 2024 almightyfawkes
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Is a sad poem but a very good one. I love how you can paint a feeling without stating exactly how you feel, and it's amazing how you can do it with so few words.
You are a very good artist, in writing and drawing *hugs*
And no arguing ;D
You are a very good artist, in writing and drawing *hugs*
And no arguing ;D