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Her nose
Tanned
Like the desert sand
Tinged with orange
Gray
And sparkling white.
Her eyes
Sometimes sky-blue
With hope for
Tomorrow
Sometimes dusty gray
With pessimistic brown
And green
In every corner.
Her lips
Thin, sometimes pursed
Sucked into her face
Some people would say
Wasted away
But sometimes it was light, light red
Without showy lipstick
Or anything
Full and content-looking
Some people would say
Lips that were always smiling.
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 | that's pretty cool 
(Anonymous)
2006-10-07 12:00
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ur blurty is cool.
i defenitly agree with u about getting jetlag back from europe, it's annoying
i like the adelaid poem alot too, made me lol .hope u keep writing.
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