Raw Earth Ink
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Tag: Dance
Dancer
Day by day she sits in the window staring out as drab-dressed townsfolk pass by. At times one may turn and look at her. Their reaction was always the same: one of macabre desire. Her lips are painted cherry red, her eyes are a… Continue Reading “Dancer”
Come Dance with Me
I always love when he shares his music with me songs that sum up his day songs that remind him of me songs that touch his soul as I listen it’s almost as if he’s here with me I’m the harmony to his melody… Continue Reading “Come Dance with Me”
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