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by pantalimon on Wed Aug 25, 2010 10:47 pm
In the dark of the night, on the black of the street, she sewed her patchwork jacket.
With her face in the light, and her back in the shadows, she turned rags into art.
From the weeds in the ground, and the pine needles in the grass, she made herself needle and thread.
In a last ditch effort to keep herself warm, the girl sewed her own patchwork jacket.
She did not have pockets, for she had nothing to keep in them.
She did not have money, for she lacked a way to earn it.
In her own little way, she contributed to the world, so she could say she wasn't a failure.
In the dark of the night, on the black of the street, she sewed her patchwork jacket.
Too bad love is just a game.
But, I've had too much fun playing to quit now.
Maybe I'm addicted.
I don't think I care.
My tokens are all across the board...
And I'm winning.
>The Loveless Victor<
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