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Yellow dust on a bumble
bee's wing,
Grey lights in a woman's
asking eyes,
Red ruins in the changing
sunset embers:
I take you and pile high
the memories.
Death will break her claws
on some I keep.
Added: 16 Jun 2002 | Last Read: 26 May 2012 9:46 PM | Viewed: 2730 times
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