IntruderA Poem by The Purple Kazoowritten for a contest ("Picture Poem This 11")She doesn’t belong, with her brilliant radiance glowing mane of white-blond hair. She knows what looks back at her from the surface of the placid pond: the picture of innocence, exempt from all faults and burdens faced by every other living thing. They know this. The rightful inhabitants, keepers of the dark woods, can see that despite perfection, she is damned to roam eternity as the intruder. © 2009 The Purple KazooAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on January 4, 2009 AuthorThe Purple Kazoo[unfortunately not NYC], NYAbouti go as many names--meghan, shay, zeek, kazoo, kaz, purp, and The Chosen One (ok, i'm joking about that last one). YES: vegan girls for dates eighth grade parentheses kazoos running hockey s.. more..Writing
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