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| brutisimo (profile) wrote, on 1-24-2009 at 5:49pm | |
| Music: the replacements Subject: a poem |
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| Remember when you were transfixed by the burning orange cigarette while you sat on the outdoor couch with the boy who meant everything at the time, but turned out to be nothing in the end. You didn’t even smoke you just wanted to watch it burn. It was like so many other things in life that are only beautiful while disintegrating, could only be appreciated as it died. As he inhaled the toxins, your heart grew a little, while you watched the bright orange flare up and burn down a little more. |
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michellestar | 01-24-09 7:26pm actually
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