Dacey Flame

About Dacey Flame

This is the child without a name without a face recreating her soul every morning so thoughtful the process of putting on a being you lose your mind to the screaming of doves clear in your eyes of the angels hot breath upon your back and through her smile you find a world of ice and deciet when you lost those precious red heels of yours one night with your very last gift of the magic you grew in your nose that you lose when you sneeze upon the books of hers you once loved and the kind of looks your parents once shared. It's a wonder she's still at your doorstep.

Profile of Dacey Flame

  • Age : 17
  • Gender : Female
  • Country : Zaire
  • Joined : Jul 3, 2006
  • Last Visit : 15 years ago
  • Poems : 80
  • Comments : 39
  • Quotes : 0
  • Posts : 371
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Latest Poems By Dacey Flame

  • The blind trust of a child
    To your eager outstretched hands...

  • Is it to show the most
    remote interest...

  • Rascal; in his raccoon mask
    Never set upon one task...

  • When she smiles
    And it's infectious...

  • Hate your face and hair and eyes and nose
    And the way you make my blood run cold...

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