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my eyes only see red-orange

by Ava Blu


when I went to sleep, my head was full of
guilt, freedom, regret, choice
and I thought it had something to do with but I never did acquire the taste for burning
instead, I am mesmerized at watching from afar as people dream in of fireworks
and I stand 66 feet away with the after affects still lingering around my .


11/05/2006

Posted on 11/06/2006
Copyright © 2026 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/10/06 at 08:40 PM

As always, you're just a little more interesting than almost anyone else I know.

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