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By Candy Cain
Static smiles intermissioned by inhibitions.
I see the dams in your eyes;
embarrassed by believing the silver screen set up was non-fiction.
Friction to spark,
spark to cigarette,
cigarette to ash.
All an attempt to set fire to the crops of memories crab grass.
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Published on Sunday, September 24, 2017.
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"Poetry"
Author's Note:
Short and pretentious, just how i like it. throw an idea in, take one away, do whatever you want to it.Comments on "filters"
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A former member wrote:
I really don't know why you would call this pretentious when the third line is perfection. It's amazing what people believe. They believe it because it's on the Internet, or because it's on T.V. When they finally get a reality check, it is rather embarrassing. You are a very sharp writer, darlin'. Rebs:).
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