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10-11-05
Paper garden blues..
So drops the acid fairy,
Into the mind of the completely unawary.
Intoxication bated my willful breath;
As cool the rise of a lingering death.
And so it was with I.
All shod in sunlight and with lips to thigh.
Dressed in her many splendid lie.
Drowning in the inviolate beds;
Of the paper garden blues, and reds.
So stops the acid fairy.
There to find the foolishly wary.
Poisons to steel the breath.
Death by black silk lingerie no less.
Or so it seemed to me.
All grown in a mystery she lies.
Each last breath, each lover sighs.
In the luscious garden hues,
of the paper gardens reds, and blues.
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Last edited by Mirage : 10-11-05 at 06:12.
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