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if i seem a little reserved,please understand its my cowardiceand self-doubtwrestling my little puppy casper,who will one day be friendly,who will one day livein a sleepy meadow with meand...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 23:29:00 GMT |
come along |
i am no chronichlerat this grand green flourishing partyi've only brought a handful of flowers,and thesepixies in the treeswho felt they might like to come along
Posted by on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 22:21:00 GMT |
flower |
one day, forever will end,it is the way that this worldrebirthes us,and we are clean.so we can meet again. and fall into ourcertain selves again.
Posted by on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 22:19:00 GMT |
snuggled up warm and cozy |
snuggled up warm and cozyin the hollow of your stomachmy hand reaching in to seejust how far down you goand it feels dark pastthe point my fingers can reachdoes your unhappiness reach to the ends of t...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 16:42:00 GMT |
the sky must falter |
there is a light coming out of the dirt under my feet. the roads crack under the quaking of the ground. the sky is violet and green, shots of dark crimson lightning playing with the far mountains. the...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 16:58:00 GMT |
snow lies sleepily on the windowsill |
snow lies sleepily on the windowsillmy eyes are hazy with littleflakes of snow falling in my eyes
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 20:23:00 GMT |
my dreams are like a soaring river |
my dreams are like a soaring river of sunshine racing through the clouds but so long as i close my eyes my dreams can never be real and hold us together
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:09:00 GMT |
the beginning of a story ^_^ |
Down and down and down in twisting, turning, flipping, swirling circles combing the curls hanging over the river-clad rock, swimming in and out of flowery tangles and racing the beads of sundrenched y...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 20:04:00 GMT |
hands |
i won't ever let you diein the ocean with my liesso i'll take up allthe evening papersin my armsand give them homesto be readwith their capersof buried bonesin the rivers of cloudy storms
i won't let ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 21:58:00 GMT |
lalaal |
sadness plays the corners of your mouth into a hopeless smile and in your beating heart i feel yellowed stains of lonliness biting your insides but you let it bleed and i must confess i've been...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 17:31:00 GMT |
