| 02/09/2011 1:30 pm |
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reflections broke
by each of the ripples
as the maelstrom digs deep into
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| 03/06/2011 2:19 pm |
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OFFLINE | my soul
staggered and caught
chained beneath circumstance
I have become a quiet ghost
listless |
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| 04/01/2011 3:36 am |
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OFFLINE | listless
resigned to hide
alone under the sheets
no tears she doesn't weep, she just
lays there |
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| 04/01/2011 4:26 am |
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OFFLINE | lays there
beneath white sheets
listening to the sounds
of the city passing outside
her door |
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| 04/02/2011 4:11 am |
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OFFLINE | her door
keeps them away
painted in shades of grey
dark thoughts can't be quieted with
music
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| 04/13/2011 6:19 am |
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OFFLINE | music
a mad banging
rhythmic declarations
thumping delicious doors with sound;
emo |
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| 04/13/2011 6:41 am |
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OFFLINE | emo
wallowing deep
within the slices made
across the street and down the road;
cliché |
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| 04/13/2011 11:58 am |
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OFFLINE | cliche
round and round hmm?
poor little teddy bear
hugged by presidents and babies
crying |
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| 04/13/2011 11:42 pm |
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OFFLINE | crying
has its own place
but right now tears wont help.
push them down till i walk on them
buried |
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| 04/14/2011 6:32 pm |
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OFFLINE | buried
socks, angel, gone
butterflies, hurricanes
sense of purpose riding on wind;
summer |
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| 10/06/2011 4:48 am |
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OFFLINE | Summer
forgot so quick
I remember some shade
a short Indian summer spell
heat wave
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