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By Baby Rose Date: 2007 Sep 29 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.29.07.51.18090]] |
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Take the colored ribbons from my eyes and hair and put them in your smile, take the sweet hint of vanilla lingering upon my flesh and keep it in the pocket of your favorite blue jeans, take all that you ever loved about me and whisper it into the wind and fading stars, for this is the last time you shall ever witness it. Take what is left of me before I am gone... |