Flash., by Majester |
Flash. An aching warped image, trapping sinews of time, a golden summer image, bends away, an ever ending, never ending roll. Portraying portraits never, never portrayed before, Betraying emotion, Smile please, wearing flimsy, teethy grimaces, say cheese. a still point in melodramatic miles. Flash! |
Posted: 2008-09-23 15:48:10 UTC |
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