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The First of July July first. 2010.
she's gathering bits and unsorted pieces of her life, trying aimlessly and effortlessly to tape it all back together. she had hoped that someone could have told her to halt her futile attempts. where were you?

July first. 2007.
it was the first time she saw you. the first time she had been blessed with lying her eyes on your delicate face, your scent a memory of autumn and peaches. she commits to you instantly – in a heartbeat, and knows that you're the spinal cord. she will never let go.

and so forth, she reclaims distinctive territory from behind black eyelashes and stolen photographs. she hides behind ignorance,
Backwards pathology 01.00
my hands dug down, deeper, deeper, deeper, until i found a hole in the earth. would i have fallen down, i would have made it into the heart of the earth. birds were silenced by a blinding darkness, whereas red and blue wolves (their eyes lit like little orbs) chased their tails in search of the moon. black leather was boldly formed around my hands – leave no trace, leave no trace. i dug – down – deeper, deeper, deeper.

darling.

24.00
the fire was hot and bewildered, stretched around like arms that once again found a lover's embrace. slick fingers traced the cracks in his skin, smoothly – a tongue running up and d
I think I might keep you you always were such a futile thing. rugged
and cracks in the surface, white stuffing coming from your
chest like you were an abandoned stuffed bear, left behind on a busy
dirt road.

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heartbroken and damaged like an old ship set at sea –
with holes in cotton sails and rusty fingernails. the crests of waves torment you indirectly, swinging you from left to right until they drag you down. darkness beckons
('hello there, sailor')
and faces are set adrift. memories float out in the open sea and wait for seagulls to pick them up.

you always were such a futile thing; now torn between the teeth of a bl
Crooked stones radiation coins i left you a coin made of tinfoil and bronze medallions and i placed it in the
middle
of the
street.

i wrote a letter to God, used white pigeons as homers for them to fly high into the sky, past the stars and the gaping moon, deep into a serenity no man has ever dreamt of. i asked him if he could re-write your
fate
so that one day, you will tumble upon my lost and profound sins.

i told him that i was bleeding and willing to wait for all eternity, until radios would sing and frogs would actually turn into princes. apples turned yellow and the grapes were leaking spinal fluid and still i had not found my answer under the blanket of the
The flexibility of words she came to me on a cloud riddled day
a day when daisies turned blue and
the sun was too sloggy to get up

one, two, three, pop.
one, two, three, pop.

she said they said life's expandable
with her arm stretched effortlessly behind her back
and her neck twisted, in an oddly curve.

one, two, three, pop.
one, two, three, pop.

cars crash at the crest of the moon
and silver lining at the edge of nightfall
bless their curses over random perfect strangers

one, two, three, pop.

read it all in mighty books and relive
the imaginary life in fairy-tale fantasies
because one, two, three, pop.

extend legs and limbs, find that flow
of extre
Missing: one heart i am dressed like a clown and achieve to be the ethereal meaning of 'seriously' while red paint runs down my collarbone. i knew i should have taken white for the eyes, perhaps then you wouldn't notice the running streaks of the burning sun.

i am missing something.
define missing.

i am a riddle and for you to dissect it you will have to peel back the layers of stupidity like a home office pathologist. carefully remove flesh and bones and reveal the secret that my chest is just a big black hole and there is no heart. press your ear against my left little toe and possibly you can hear the steady beating drum.

i have lost my heart. have you s

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~st3ffa Apr 18, 2009
thx man
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~PassionsInsanity Jun 10, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
No problem, 'dude'...

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we all have different faces, never forget your own.


"can we leave this madness for a madness better suited."
- fossilfuels
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~angeltuly Jul 1, 2008
LOVEEEE It <3
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~PassionsInsanity Jul 2, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Thank youuuuu!!!

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we all have different faces, never forget your own.


"can we leave this madness for a madness better suited."
- fossilfuels
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