Monday, September 2, 2013

For You A Day


"His jaundiced face was trembling, beads of sweat began to falldown his oblong gooseback forehead to his snuffed-out lantern jawhis cut-shoot sprig of hair disheveled, tiny fists impearled"No I am not this misshaped body, and I'm not long for this worldwooden dimes and quiet fears, come curl your lips at mebut all perceptions are as mirrors, it's your own reflections that you seeso hide behind your laughs a while, look handsome though you may,oh, do enjoy that saccharine smile, as there comes for you a day""

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