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Her perfection roams,

She creates the unknown.

The blush completes her,

Her intelligence depletes her.

She keeps her fingers near,

To keep the appearance sincere.

What simple bliss,

For one girl to reminisce.

She's cute,

She's quaint,

I want to see her taint.

Her smile,

Her brilliance,

I want to see her silenced.

Keyword: Jealousy

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Posted by R.E.Potter 2008-04-19 06:37:13 ,,, Good poem, although I assume you left it up to the reader to decide what your last sentence means. I'm taking it someone wants her dead....anyway, liked it. + Report this comment
Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-04-21 14:25:41 .... nice choice of words in this. made it more real to me. cool. a little dark on the dark side as well, although that's what i took from it. + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-05-03 14:07:19 .... Yes, good analysis. + Report this comment
Posted by Egoist 2008-05-03 14:08:19 .... Yea, I guess you could consider this dark. Jealousy isn't usually light. Thanks for the comment. + Report this comment

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