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Sunday, August 4, 2013

Fragile


Sometimes we forget 
to mark the box 'fragile' 
or storm through warnings. 

You run your tounge across your teeth. 
Your mouth full of doubt, you taste the twang 
of hunched disappointment.
Posted by Ramblin Liz at 2:07 PM
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