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[Memoirs to a high plane}
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Pictures I took out at Tahoe... erhmmm... aih aih.
No edit except on the black and white transfer....
Posted by Lady Lillian on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 05:05:00 PST |
Twist Deluxe |
Disintegration is something we can only hope for.
Posted by Lady Lillian on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 09:12:00 PST |
Did you have a genuine smile on your face at all today? |
In the night it got severe; Dire need to be releasedWe are energy streaming through the outlets of inevitability; waves owning the moment until it fades. Until it crashes.Conscious or unconscious; Li...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 03:56:00 PST |
underlying |
Watched the sun set from tiny, teasing windows through which my visions dematerialize and taunt. Something that is too much for me. Missing the quite; counting the days, counting the hours like...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 10:51:00 PST |
. . . In the background of our daydream. |
I opened my sleep filled eyes and looked around in a daze. All of my dreams were so empty and white. There was an industrial haze resting over me. Pushing at my nerves, screaming; Hysteria. The world,...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 10:03:00 PST |
ecnedaC.Nerve |
Delusional.thought I'd be locked in an institution somewhere dripping out all of the poisons and maybe having revelations, but I know thats not how it is and I know how much ------ can suck ...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Mon, 03 Jul 2006 01:24:00 PST |
This morning was all death and chaos, but it's prettier now. |
If they knew us better maybe we wouldnt have to scream.
Behind you the remnants of a mind with too many scars loving
a ghost in wasteland, breathes quietly so no one can hear.
We just keep counting t...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Tue, 27 Jun 2006 01:19:00 PST |
M y o p i c. |
He follows. I ride. We are energy rushing down the hallways of invisible waves owning the moment until it fades. Adrenalin. Fire. War. I jump up onto the next plain and keep running only loo...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 11:36:00 PST |
Depth Perception |
Can't seem to spill the ink. Can't seem to really live.Eye wish I could disolve into a word.In words, love is realhate can killpeople can push and pulland we need never move.
Here in these words, eye...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Fri, 19 May 2006 09:59:00 PST |
resecludeddd |
these thoughts i harbor and sprout like a child in the womb; cries. lives. dies. this child. tear away at the flesh. wrapped in the false feelings. touching and feeling. spreading. you steal. vir...
Posted by Lady Lillian on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 11:41:00 PST |
