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My heart is
A clenched fist
Tucked away in
Some forgotten corner
Of a soundless red room
Similar to the color of
Darkness.
Can you
Say what you mean
For once
Because I’ve forgotten how that sounds
Like a river
Or an ocean
Or just you
Talking to me
On a forgetful December night
The color of my white sheets
Or Santa Claus
When your
Eyes weren’t red
And I could still
Hold your hand
With the now clenched fist
That is tucked away
In a
Soundless corner
Of a now forgotten room
Painted the color
Of darkness.
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WOAH INTENSE!
Does the heart < 3 work here? woah!
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"A good writer, opens their mind to new ideas, and feelings they didn't know they had before..."
-Schila
"I'll be there..." 2010
heehee
♥ yep!
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(N)Emily
♥ yep!! YAY to html
Emily
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(N)Emily
Schila...
Actually, i copied it off AIM... didn't know it would actually work here! but it does, so yay!!!!
~Kay~
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Fiction writing is great. You can make up most anything. ~Ivana Trump
~Kay~
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Crap...
I have no idea how to do Html coding... at all...
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"A good writer, opens their mind to new ideas, and feelings they didn't know they had before..."
-Schila
"I'll be there..." 2010