puellarina's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- winter thin The canopy above you lapped the streams of icy air with it's tender green skin winter thin. Your emptiness led you to warm yourself without waiting for spring not wearing a thing your tired hands they finally fell open your shrunken throat relaxed your naked body rolled away from you into the winter's faithful winter thin tender green skin. 4:02 p.m. - 2004-06-02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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