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rr#2
Contributed by
billy_corgan
on
Sunday, 10th July 2005 @ 08:14:34 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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a silent crow are her eyes
as they swoom, dive and pluck souls.
swimming in the pupils; the black
that is as deep and delightfully
opposite the whites of such shiny
eggs as they give birth through
her raindrop tears and shed stones.
as they flew her stones bore her
down, down, down till her neck
twisted in an unholy V.
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billy_corgan
... [
2005-07-10 20:14:34] (Date/Time posted on
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