| i don't particularly fancy any of my works.. but this one just seems a bit different from the others. or maybe that's just me? |
| i don't particularly fancy any of my works.. but this one just seems a bit different from the others. or maybe that's just me? |


alarmthe pounding of pulses are much like sounding bells.alarm
she listens to the ringing with a sigh speaking of long-ago acceptance and a neutral palette of colors where roses should have bloomed.
her hands caressed her pale neck as if a touch could crush her trachea or smother the rhythmic beating.
god's favored child,
yet all she had were pennies and song.
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life could be described as pearls. but pearls are just stones at the bottom of
the ocean.
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she watched the busy streets from her porch steps, sipping tea as if the w


you will never read this.one.you will never read this.
you are the better half of our tipping scale. with your words, i wonder if, to you, everything is just a game or maybe the climax of your favorite action movies. there is only the present, my dearest of dears. in the future, i will be gone and all my words of warning worn off.
please tighten your grip, i fear you are slipping from my grasp.
two.
i've watched with bated breath as our falling out pushed at the safety ropes. there are only photo albums and silver framing left of what could never be immortalized. and i've seen you mourn over our obligatory lov
| nothing special; some musings, doodles, etc.. but check it? heh. |
Pikaboo

afterthoughtOne day she says her heart is probably smashedafterthought
into three-thousand little pieces, and that the only way to fix it
would be to get a brand new heart.
Instead she just wears a heart-shaped sticker
on the left side of her shirt,
and smiles
because stickers are replaceable.
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Autumn is her favorite.
She tells him one day about how pretty
all the leaves are, and he says
how there arent pretty trees
where he lives.
She wants to send him red
and orange and yellow leaves
in an envelope, but then she remembers
that they wou
| lovelovelove these i wish i could be as amazing as these artists. <3 |
Paaaaaanda~!
I looked at the beginnings of your poetry and they all look like they are beautiful! (I apologize for not reading them yet - although I will because I want to - it's 2:30 AM. Which probably explains the randomness of this comment).
But yay!
I just had to say that I looooooove the panda.
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Ooga booga looga fooga rooga mooga BOOGA!
(Don't let me write signatures at 2:11 AM. But imma gonna write it anyway and forget to change it in the morning! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!)
thanks so much for the fav
I really appreciate it
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where everything is under $30 bucks! ^_^
--
and her laugh always sounds like the clatter of shaken dice,
of the rotation of roulettes and a life on the line.
--
These are the pieces of my youth, The small secrets and not-so-great expectations that defined my coming of age." - Daniel Armand Lee
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and her laugh always sounds like the clatter of shaken dice,
of the rotation of roulettes and a life on the line.
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Life is good,skateboarding is better!
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and her laugh always sounds like the clatter of shaken dice,
of the rotation of roulettes and a life on the line.
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I now have a stock account at ~Marie85-stock
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and her laugh always sounds like the clatter of shaken dice,
of the rotation of roulettes and a life on the line.
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