Saturday, May 1, 2010

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Blank and hard,
Her glare at me lay.
Behind it all,
Emotions chiseled in clay.

Stoic of nature,
This vibrant creature.
Hold her tight,
And she melts without a fight.

She tried but wept,
As the emotions crept.
To shoot his memories with a gun,
Was easier said than done.

(Inspired by KM)

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