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Inner Malice
By Osha Red
The wind haunted the bog of leaves, to the keep of eviscerated ordered
tears mending memorable wishes of beauty.
The love glowing
muttered embedded change peering into the windows of you. Where out trump
in the distance of the Osha Red. Sitting in frame as he drawn you we are
the karma pixilated an even malice.
We all dream of hope
we have swallowed the bitter art of free will. For we stain the effect
on are coyness entreatingly fickle the blots of sharp pen. In we breathe
the moment of feeling and shouting the monsoon ever test forward in relishes
and cut away to divine step. To leap a forgoing smug mentally signaled
the yield of space circling you the inner.
I paint you
in dress and mellow fence. I defend the touch of verb to the thought of
past…” I see you.”
I still stay the where of your
when. I stand for your inner there.
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Copyright 2012 Osha Red
Published on Sunday, March 25, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
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On Sunday, November 20, 2016, nightshade
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looks like our would fit better than are
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On Saturday, January 5, 2019, Osha Red
(50) wrote:
it at is...because the plan to type it out or let is out like it was never true. it is.
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On Tuesday, February 14, 2017, Osha Red
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tell me where.
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On Sunday, March 25, 2012, Osha Red
(50) wrote:
ya poetry in painting. nice right? :)
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On Sunday, March 25, 2012, Devilish
(2657) wrote:
Awee.. how very lovely..
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A former member wrote:
I love the last the last sentance. I like the detail in the intro as your placing your layout. ][ ][
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