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Teardrop falling

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Jazzman1989

Published: Jul 10, 2009

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Why do you flutter my alabaster teardrop?
Ebbing and waning as petals falter
On wafts of “I love you”, “I love you not.”

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I'm quite unsure of this. I like it, but I don't know if it needs more

I'm just gonna post it up here and see what you think. Maybe I'll get an idea off what you have to say

So I believe I am going to enter this piece in the Emotions Contest held by =Masterwks I believe the emotion is indecision, but lets go with love because that is what it really is

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Oct 8, 2009

Congrats on second place... your wonderful work has been featured here [link]

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