Thursday, June 5, 2008

The Parched Preacher Comments

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you came with your bible of dreams and preached wordlessly of sins and rewards,
patchwork clouds brushing against my cheek.your words in actuality always
taking refuge behind a screen, never revealing your stage name.
your iron tipped wings spoke of prophecy and your aura exuded ideologies.
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Amber Luna
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