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  • Frigid Stiff

    Posted by Cirphrank on April 28, 2023 at 10:25 PM

    Ours was of calculated countenances
    Never expressive.
    They say the eyes tell it all,
    All ours had was ayes and nays.

    – Pretty please.

    Ours was of typos erased,
    No sentence was of freehand,
    No expressions came of freewill,
    Every moment was premeditated.

    – Walking the thread, walking dead.

    It was a say cheese photograph
    No smile was just a smile.
    So now that they say our love is dead,
    It’s ironic to say that of something that never had any life in it.

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