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The lady with the glass heart

Her eyes are cast down, Those beautiful delicate eyes, To balance that horrendous hat of hers On top her head. A gaudy plume masks her chiffon curls And sharpens her features tightly and harshly. With your face down like that, … Continue reading

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Drunk on Literature

Drunk on Literature Words unfurl and tiptoe into my head; I take a sip of whisky. They sweep and clear my troubles away; Cherry wine slips down my throat. The letters storm and spark a fire inside of me; I … Continue reading

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