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Cars pull in to his driveway, five deep
Bright eyes of the heavens
Attracted those of a mysterious man
With not much to say
Or to offer except for lavish, spiraling purple nights
Swaying dresses on pretty faces
Don’t touch the man
Infamous killer
Say champagne in slender hands
Waiting for a chance
A wandering beautiful flower
From a past where he
Bleed rubies and cried diamonds
Her face hovering
Next to his pillow
A phantom angel
His kryptonite
And the key
To comprehending or wanting to comprehend
Yellow music playing for
Strangers



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SmileyFace13 said...
Sept. 5, 2011 at 12:04 pm
:) this is really amazing i love it!
 
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