Picture Frame Alone on my desk, a picture frame. Two faces I do not know stare at me, printed on cheap paper, still behind the glass, untouched. Once a gift from you, how fitting that their generic smiles mock me.
I love poetry.
Sell your gear to me now and write your poetry >=| Posted by: Loc at October 14, 2004 12:52 PM
Sell your gear to me now and write your poetry >=|
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Sell your gear to me now and write your poetry >=|