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Phoibe's Box
Phoibe Truelove
5 May 2003
The fading wood quietly hums, Each dint scared like a tear, Decaying velvet eaten away. Purple memories dimming. Scent drifting upwards, reminiscing Emblem of life, Made and unmade in love Handed across, down to the earth. Deliquesce away. (Lost forever).
my funky creative writing teacher inspired this!!!
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