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I simply place my soul
In his fingertips
To touch,
Not to grip,
But enough that I can take this acid trip
Around the universe
And feel like heavenly bodies
When our illusionary love peaks.
The stars seem to speak
To our midnight mix of passion and pretend
That reeks of the knowledge
That when this ends,
I’ll be dejected and cast away
Since in a thesaurus
‘Like’ and ‘Love’
Can’t be listed on the same page.

The Ingrown hair
Shanelle Gabriel

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London at dusk

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The cranes in the background remind me of my childhood terrors based on "What if?" fantasies featuring large inanimate objects coming to life.
31st Dec 2008, 15:40  

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Dhamaka says:

a nice atmospheric shot indeed... although maybe nice isn't the right word

Happy New Year btw

31st Dec 2008, 20:42

messie_sar says:

Thank you, I like the word nice, lately it's become an underrated word :)

Happy New Year to you too x

1st Jan 2009, 15:17

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