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My finger touched the smooth, glass-like coating around the edge of a perfectly cylindrical bubble. It seemed, almost before I even touched it, the love child of air and soap popped. As it melted away, ever so quickly, drops of its remnants were splashed onto my nose, my cheek, and my shoulder, leaving dried soap-stains in irregular patterns.
- by Pickled Cucumbers |
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- | Submitted on 08/20/2009 |
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- Title: Bubbles
- Artist: Pickled Cucumbers
- Description: I want to know what you think. I know it's concise and choppy. It feels like I didn't really finish it. But what do you think of it so far?
- Date: 08/20/2009
- Tags: bubbles
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Salamoona - 02/25/2010
- Hm... it seems alright. But it kind of seems short like a poem... >>
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- popstar bubbles - 09/07/2009
- this is so stupid and not long enough
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- Mutandanstan - 08/30/2009
- um...kwa? I would add more before going in for a 'what do you think' question just because right now there is nothing really there to read.
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- Yumi the Midnight Warrior - 08/20/2009
- just passes by.
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