She blinks, palepink morning kissing her cheeks.
She catches the soft sparkle between her fingers.
Curling, reaching, dancing in the light.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
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She wore paper masks to hide her smudged makeup.
2 comments:
OK, not insomnia.
[she fell asleep. ><]
does the soft sparlke refer to dust?
=.=
uhhh.
sorry.
being lmao here...
I liked the way you described twilight as 'palepink'.
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