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You broke your whispers on the back of her neck
I flew across the room
Dead weight
Her water ripples over hands
Shaking with trembling fingers
Disappearance without sound
Turned inward and ove...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 11:43:00 GMT |
And good evening |
untitled -by Stacey Ross-aka sista machete To my traveling friends; hiding in reflections Hope that poncho will keep your secrets Or maybe even unaware as without realizing why the turn...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 13:16:00 GMT |
flight |
Flight Uplifted Like sparrows Kissing in the dark My emotions overtake me I am sitting in the corner Malleable Bend me anyway Which way would you like Make my life have purpose Over...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 10:03:00 GMT |
yup |
She crosses my eyesI guess I deserve that muchFor I pulled her into my life as much as she did hersBut it's never enough you knowNot for anyone as egocentric as myself I guessIt comes in wavesAnd does...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 14:18:00 GMT |
she bought a bullet for her bleeding gun |
She bought a bullet for her bleeding gun bloody showers my hatred calls me wondering why i am gone i am myself underneath it all you know lie around make the puppets dance like best friends h...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 14:14:00 GMT |
distance grows |
one day i will be happy againwhen all of my harem is together under the fresh moonlit suna clean rain for once the earth has ceased to falldream-like and sweetwhile everything lies slighly away from m...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 15:42:00 GMT |
m |
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 19:54:00 GMT |
