Saturday, November 13, 2010
La Femme Parallel
I was so young when we first met,
She took me by the hand.
She led me to
the first floor,
She sent me to the clouds,
She showed me the stars.
In her room, ?infectious? perfumes
On the walls the pictures were all parallel
Always losing herself a bit, in the clouds.
Always losing herself a bit, in the
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November 14, 2010 at 8:08 PM
I love this, looks like the next hat I'm making is a top hat!
s a r a
November 14, 2010 at 10:17 PM
will it have mad hatter flair??
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