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She sits at her table, waiting, shuffling cards
Sitting across, I am fixiated on her uneasy nature
Three cards are being layed out face down
She flips each over gradually, her translucent grey eyes are a storm brewing
She let out a sorrowful sigh and looks at me with waves crashing at the shore of her pupils..
- by rainbowryda |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/29/2010 |
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- Title: Fortune
- Artist: rainbowryda
- Description: just something i thought about today.. i think it could be better though!, thoughts?
- Date: 04/29/2010
- Tags: fortune
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