She moves like poetry,
smooth and surprising,
with articulate grace.
She whispers like rain,
cool and clear,
with gentle sincerity.
She smiles like chocolate,
warm and wistful,
with implacable understanding.
She cries like alcohol,
metallic and mysterious,
with devastating poignancy.
She sleeps like blood,
heavy and heated,
with dark bitter-sweetness.












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Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.
-Kerouac
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Check out MSI's new EP--"Another Mindless Rip Off"!!!IT'S AWESOME!!!Listen to Born to Be Beheaded-[link]
I love your use of similes, very effective.
Absolute fave.
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g = a ^ u
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Vos estis furcifer!
"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." - Dr. Seuss
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"A maiden running from a Prince?...
Does that make sense?!"
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"A maiden running from a Prince?...
Does that make sense?!"
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"A maiden running from a Prince?...
Does that make sense?!"
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"A maiden running from a Prince?...
Does that make sense?!"
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g = a ^ u
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