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DisparityAN ACCOUNT OF THE BEAUTY AND THE CONFUSION THAT COMES ALONG WITH YOUDisparity
I. I surrendered my identity in your eyes.
My vision of perfection is you and I on the top of Carter’s Mountain that morning. We were in your car, driving through the winter and up mountain roads paved with secrecy. In the graveyard, you took pictures of me with masks and eye patches, and we snuck into the mausoleum to duck around dangling, fluorescent lights. Death was heavy on our shoulders when we visited my grandfather. We sat over his body and I listened as you spoke of skies in Australia and great, floating balloons, of old childhoo
by ~lalune-tropbleme
Sigh...She had to be sure everything was perfect, The air was mild, not too hot, never too cold, The dishes aligned brilliantly, blue china, Walls were dusted for cobwebs, fifth time that week, Sink was washed, treated for scars, polished, Floor had been vacuumed and treated for stains,Sigh...
After a week of prep the party goers arrive. Now the sink is piled to the brim, There's a hole in the wall,
Whats that on the floor? And now they are all gone, She is alone, to rebuild.
by ~Dark13Hatter
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