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the field is such pretty warm colors
lavenders, oranges, dusky yellows -
the perfect limelight to spill out my secrets
and everything i can't speak out.
i pour it out like a syrupy maple from a tree's bittersweet bark.
i'll make my a marmalade with my thoughts, spread it on baked bread.
come to think of it it's kind of bittersweet.
when you spill out one thought the rest follow.
i wasn't too sure how much you'd been listening.
Poetry by Pixie
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Written on 2009-12-04 at 06:17
Tags Magical Realism
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a spy-
the field is such pretty warm colors
lavenders, oranges, dusky yellows -
the perfect limelight to spill out my secrets
and everything i can't speak out.
i pour it out like a syrupy maple from a tree's bittersweet bark.
i'll make my a marmalade with my thoughts, spread it on baked bread.
come to think of it it's kind of bittersweet.
when you spill out one thought the rest follow.
i wasn't too sure how much you'd been listening.
Poetry by Pixie
Read 606 times
Written on 2009-12-04 at 06:17
Tags Magical Realism
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Amy Valentina |
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Pixie |
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