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Then
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Friday, Feb. 14, 2003/10:15 pm Strange Little Girl Handfuls of starmix with sugar hearts. Fingers cupped with jelly. A dancing stomach. Tinted contact lenses. Sore mouth, nicked in one corner, rose flavoured chapstick. Dirty fingernails, white marked. Scribbles drawn on squared maths sheets. Ice on my tongue, thawed heart. Cracked teeth. Weathered glass. / Cleanser wiped. Grey toned, absent dew. Chalked lids, pasted concealer, lashes coated with sawdust. Plughole view. Sadness ridden. Striped blue shirt. Flame lit room. Knives in pockets, cut along the dotted line. / Backstage, no exit doors. Living in the wings. Mismatched mood. Humming tunes, that no one knows. Swept gravesides. Lost message in a bottlle. Cradled in black clouds. Spiked bubblewrap. Standing in marsh, without a place to go. / Strange Little Girl. ....... Happy Valentines day everyone. <3 |
* I could almost cry like tears of blood * and slowly it evaporates * without a scar without a trace * Sometimes too blue the moment passes * overhead so undetected * without default with no perfection * I could close my eyes & sleep forever * locked inside a secret silence * whisper deep into my head * Rewind erase and nothing remains * the way that nothing ever does |