By lilanais
overfed and spitting lies somehow turn to feathers but that's all you see that's all it will ever be to you and i wretched now for nothing and he still miles away and reeling somehow was what he said not someday but i'll take it come as it may Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 13 2002 07:08 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"overfed ..." by lilanais
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"here it begins here it is made flesh and now it blooms as she said a cut and forgive me today as i must borrow starved as i was for this i sought but for certain misgivings and souls undressed onto th..."
"and now why this and nothing but blank scratches on a page and whatever their darkest is today i took my notion of she with me and pretty pictures a hope to bless this and nothing comes but this and n..."
"(for mahal and the pretty girl) this was mine into the night: cautiously speeding and shadow in meticulous tow, making excuses in my head as to why this visit was really necessary, feeling heart an..."
"now i find these are pretty things you left here. there is strange music and comfortable language and pictures that burn perfect holes and drum up fragrant beats. these are pretty things before me sa..."
"my hands tied themselves to these insolent christened sheets, and these stubborn eyes now search your shelves for signs of me, and i spend hours at a turn overturning this skewed (and perhaps miscon..."
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