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| He stopped, she said | |
| By andybyers | ||||||
| 06 October 2007 | ||||||
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Related to a piece of fictional prose I started some time ago but never really took anywhere. :) He came from me, she said no longer afraid of the flame and huddled close, a house cat and builder at once And he was so pretty, she said Looked like me; he would Sing dance run And one day, one day tail wondering, forgetting to forget One day he was sad And then he stopped Singing dancing running I tried to make him but he wouldn't And he fell off his bones, she said while the fire danced for her like her dead son Fell off his bones... Why did that happen? she asked me asked the fire Why did he stop? and I was silent yes, I was the silent one.
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