Mea Culpa
Stephen Cooper
February 11, 2005
Three drinks past perfection,
Coral lanterns swayed in the sky.
*Flash*
Eight minutes and twenty seconds past connection,
Chartreuse lights signaled consent.
*Flash*
Five sirens past acceptance,
Amber flares escorted the surviving soul.
*Flash*
Nine years past remembrance,
Metal bars echo absolution.
















Comments
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I'm the cruelest nine months anyone can suffer.
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"There is nothing to fear, when I'm here, I want to feel your touch, because I love you so much!! Love you Stephanie!!" =LilithLairPoetry
Clubs
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Take care!
I guess it's good that you don't have a crap gallery, you wouldn't have been able to draw me in with boobs!
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"There is nothing to fear, when I'm here, I want to feel your touch, because I love you so much!! Love you Stephanie!!" =LilithLairPoetry
Clubs
*Circleoffriends=Deviant-Underground=DailyDeviants~Lullaby-Poetry:devinvisible-i
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