Slightly Off White

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By <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

if ever silence could ever benefit i would wallow in the sweet embrace of the sunny sunday afternoon. the scarlet leaves of autumn days the ink black letters carved upon the parchment in a word true as my own scarlet letters carved upon my wrist. re-addressed return to sender a blooming friendship a sorrow filled laugh. oh my, the glass is empty the champagne held high the twinkling holiday season the quite ill sought compliments from friends you don't know. all that is gold doesn't glitter all the secrets of a life untold unfold, spill brimming crimson fluids run overth overflowing do you see the truth? can you feel the warmth glowing? mosr canapés dearest? top off your drink? top hats, candlesticks feverish children hollow laughter rining loud i see you do you sense it? i stare and wonder when. can you look beneath the black ice over the frozen pond and see the girl trapped beneath? that is the girl i long to be flowing hair pale white flesh the blue of her lips slighty off the white of her torn wedding gown. the clinking of glasses toasting of loved ones the shallowest of complients the sweetest of the grapes. memories of times untold watch it all watch it spill forth from my soul. i'll tell you all. someday that's my final goal. xoxo Ellie J

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January 9, 2006 20:59Faith

Very interesting... you have a unique was of writing...

January 17, 2006 20:17. QUEENIE .

thank you!