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The Photo Finish
The Photo Finish
The picture frame was empty.
Its blank expression populated cities.
The neon lights averted gazes or
focussed even more as
tarry skies consumed
mould memories.
Office block shadows
tormented your
past
and your absent anecdotes,
projecting cataract photos
of lovers inside you.
You fell apart
c...
Tuesday 12th June 2012 12:17 pm

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