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the gold dress
inside her closet, was once pristine, brand new and prized.
she received it as a present, a true treasure in their eyes.
as the years passed, it just hung there, pushed so far into the back.
when she chose to wear it this night, all the gold had turned to black.
in her mind more dresses floated,
slowly spinning cloaked in gray.
a charcoal dancehall void of color,
all music stopped.
time slipped away.
you can dress up for a party,
buy a bracelet for a date.
add it up. it needn't matter.
dress it down. it's trussed too late.
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Uploaded on Feb 22, 2012
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