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.julia.

i watch her over
green spiced chai
that burns my tongue

her hair is frosted on the ends
blonde ambition
with a blue adornment

her skin is cream

as she takes a final drag
she blows a smoke ring
that lingers
for a moment
between her black pupil and iris
as gray and uninviting
as the sky hovering above us

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Written November 13th, 2005

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  • The Monster
    December 19, 2006
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    Quite the description. Sounds like my ex-fiance to be sure. (The cream skin part, not the smoking) Very Nice imagery. I'm glad I stumbled onto your page again we haven't talked in a long while.

    -Jake

  • OurxBeginning
    November 13, 2005
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    I really liked this, it's very different, and creative. I could actually picture this in my head. Good job, and keep it up.

    ~Fallen

  • olddrivelandrubbish
    November 13, 2005
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    good, cold though.

    mmm. i luv the use of smoke imagery
    she sounds ace
    horny even
    keep wrighting - i enjoyed reading


  • nick -
    November 13, 2005
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    heyy this is goood it makes me picture some cool indie-rocker chick in third strreet stuff wit snow outside and she's drinking her tea and talking to someone and looking out the window at the cold and wind and thinking about warmer days and better times. i like it.