Walk around the block
And while the liquer got into her head
her world begun to move,
revolving in an endless motion around her.
And between the earthwaves of her self-created fantasy
all that was stable were his cold killer eyes,
staring at her from the hollow shade
of his scarred face.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| dishesqueen: | Zaterdag, december 02, 2006 20:30 |
| nicely written! | |
| Augustijntje: | Donderdag, augustus 24, 2006 22:32 |
| nice.. x! |
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| Fri..: | Donderdag, augustus 24, 2006 21:21 |
| I like it. | |
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| Auteur: Islanzadí | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 augustus 2006 | ||
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