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quickly blooms
of phosphorescent pink and gold
streaking across
  bubbling from
inside white lies and dimpled cheeks
suddenly
die.
grey and muted
they paint
fragment kisses
broken promises gently floating towards the floor
like the light from some
slow burn star.

little chips of night tangled up inside
eating from the inside
of my tangled nights in bed

breathing puffs of toxic
intoxicating
      raining cold and
draining through dizzy cracks
in the sky.

blue tinted light pushing me
deeper under water
waves
too far up to feel it crashing.

replaying a thousand smiles on sidewalk lines
and 2am misty morning gazes.

replaying a feeling of
glass in the sand..
when you
      broke me sideways.

words that echo
and are lost
like the moments we had



. butterfly wings crushed to dust
dew sparkling on the feathers of a dead bird
nights so cold that the stars freeze and fall out of the sky .

dreaming inside the dream

leaving my body to gently break against the rocks

you tried
to wipe the tears from my cheek
one last time

as the seconds die
throwing themselves like crushed glass
 into the wind

taking everything i had, and leaving
sweet little memories of
how it used to
taste

trying to taste the r a i n.

my little spark
 to wet to live

but dry your eyes
the rain wont take over

our little world
so far gone

but all along
 you tore my wound

and now your smell
has faded and gone

like yesterdays summer bloom.





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On Thursday November 18th, 2004, torn_beauty (103) writes:
I really like this. its so discriptive. your a really good writer.


On Saturday May 1st, 2004, Twilight (2101) writes:
i have to agree with clementine this is definitely intoxicatin...words like these could kill. beauty and amazement around every meaning and emotion. awesome write.


On Friday July 25th, 2003, Clementine (153) writes:
Its intoxicating...does it look infected?


On Sunday May 25th, 2003, Armand (73) writes:
please email me the name of agency from which you hired your muse. your writing is truly amazing. the way you manipulate the words - i am in awe.


On Thursday March 13th, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (751) writes:
Hell yeah!!! What a great and unusual style you have - I love this! I was especially struck with the lines ". butterfly wings crushed dew sparkling on the feathers of a dead bird nights so cold that the stars freeze and fall out of the sky ." - VERY


On Thursday March 13th, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (751) writes:
nice imagery! Ciao, T/S


On Tuesday February 18th, 2003, DoctorAsh (506) writes:
if i could pick a style of writing to write with ... i would wish it to be like this one .... what an interesting and inspiring thought you shead ... nicely done my suiside friend .


On Sunday January 26th, 2003, An Expired Member (1) writes:
wow. just...wow.



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