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Saturday, August 4, 2012
A Sickle for My Thoughts
A Sickle for My Thoughts
A sickle moon reaps memories
Of yesterday's failures -
Magazine slick.
Black and white turns to grey
The red always runs -
It ruins the image.
~Darkling Plain, Sept. 29, 2006
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