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I look into your black face
Your hands as red as my shirt
I hear the ticking you make
within this silenced room
I set and watch you
As the time passes by
When all the sudden
The silence has been broke
And my attention is no longer on you





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VeronicaVendetta!! said...
Jan. 12, 2010 at 12:27 pm
Love it (:
 
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