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By Stephen Date: 2001 Aug 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.17.02.03.28091]] |
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She pants alone for reasons things I couldn't understand falling so long, these seasons are drawn out with her crayon she paints her favorite flower while saving grace for the sun she'll put it in her new window so the light will see she's done taking in frame her image all the sides burnt my eyes when shes overstayin' her vintage she'll feel my art deep inside oho, everything faint and sullen please forget that I'm annoyin' I've never felt so swollen in my life... is she done sketchin' stars above will she stop rhymin' with heart-love she wont stop drawin' hearts because the words just aren't enough... she'll create a place for us to spend those long nights caught without a bed I'll protect her as an artist's smock I'll endeavor her flavor I always sought but i'll just be etched in the end she'll etch me in the end... |