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Comments closed. Bleeding ripe woman, wet naked stone; honey rock dries– fast star bone. Dead memories change just like laid, wants fly open– soul sky parade.…
Comments closed. I have all sorts of styles, just try to pin one down. I’m like a monkey in the middle, I’m always runnin’ round. It’s…
Comments closed. Her eyes sparkle as she waits on the moon, fireflies play tag in an open field. I’ve an Achilles’ heart, her love’s the shield.…
Comments closed. Miranda Writes Miranda has the right to write in silence. Anything you say will be used against you because you’re moving your jaw. Come…
Comments closed. Such love! Such blindness! Do they complement or condemn? Or, are they each a victimless parasite to be aroused by reality and dynamite? See…
Comments closed. Silver keys dangle in her hair. She’s a mess, got in a fight with ten thousand stuffed teddy bears, and the sound of a…
Comments closed. Il a utilisé un ouvre-boîte pour entrer dans son cerveau il nourrit ce qui restait à les poulets et les porcs Il a quitté…
Comments closed. She was in love with the poet, or was it merely his words? It was much more than an essence, more than sweet songs…
Comments closedStarvation and sorrow follow winter, annihilation of the summer wind. Searching the barren ground like the fat crow– there is nothing. Nothing! My cold foot…
Comments closed. moon’s glow shrouds your easy smile your eyes tell stories and your love, so deep your passionate desire naked ‘neath the moon just like…
Comments closed. Origami rhythm folds within his soul. Thundering horses came before the rain– as merry-go-round melodies skip across the sea. His concept of desolation changed…
Comments closed. Is everybody in? Come with me my sweet, and we’ll get small. Smaller than them all. We’ll execute judgment on the furthest reaches of…
Comments closed. We were so much more than the sea and shore… yes, yes: we were so much more. We dreamed every dream together, unpinned– I…
Comments closedThere’s a lunar wind blowing hot tonight, transient magick, tranquiltys sea. The old man in the moon winked back at me as the North Pole…
Comments closed. ~sweet cherry blossom losing their power to cling paints an old man’s sky– a pink path softly walks up to the foot of Mt.…
Comments closed. So sadistic comes the night in red stiletto heels. Many fallen angels knows just how this feels. Vampire slayer’s record player spins without a…
Comments closed. Good bye my love, hello asylum. My passion for open wounds has been satiated today. My throat is worn cinnamon red, and my eyes…
Comments closed. My father bought a granite slab, he chipped away the stone. Though his fingers had bled so much, he chipped ’til they were bone.…
Comments closed. ~The sting of reality hits me square on the chin, and these cold walls keep closing in. I’m gonna leave this old town, I…
Comments closed. Collecting the years like a lazy butterfly caught in the mouth of a lost time infested net. Columbian Crush! Where it never rains love…
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