

PlaceI used to know a place With dark closets and missing shingles Scattered pots and pants on the floor to collect the rainwater The rain will rust everything, eventually The very marrow of the tenants will rot Im beginning to crumble A couple windows have splintered panes Outreaching from the corners like veins or crystal cobwebs A village of weeds tying into the foundation, like hair follicles Dandelions like highlights in the summer I used to know a place Where foster kids went to grow into monsters or just obedient slaves Youll learn to comply CollectingPlace


72507 Volume IIId walk over to your house to watch lightening and solar eclipses You were my darling, then My adversary My most vivid memory, still Gentle hands in the darkest hours Those same hours I've grown accustomed to sweating bullets into, using them against you as soon as sun charged its first legion through the window Eyes stretched wide open all night, and by morning I wouldve watched you slide deep into my spine like rivers into rain clouds Clouding my judgment Storming its way through my body72507 Volume II
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6607Ill take you in Seep into my pours Before I knew you I was baby I was a little girl My hands used to tremble with the weight of the world Heavy Like walking into the wind Back to the skyline Counting seconds Watching water boil slower than the drums pounding at the pace of your lungs sucking in my atmosphere. There were days when Id pray to the god we dont believe in, for just more life, because this time has never felt like enough. I spend it like dollars Ive never made, like blood split. I was evaporating. I was disappearing at sundown and being too ti6607


DuetIt was a year of sweets not quite 16 I still feel like I'm 6 years old when I stand next to you on the verge of backwards mind pure and soft without muscle over time my skin started to burn a girl made of glass thrown into the fire you wanted to shift the prism of the sun to scorch me with its rays send beams of burning past to melt me down and craft something better. Something that could last. unlike the biodegradable trash you abandoned without worry a toy forgotten at the beach but I was already buried 6 feet from all the swells of secret coves you used toDuet
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- Dee
Perception is everything
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Even though you're never on here anymore, I couldn't resist: [link]
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"...as always, she was late."
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15 jugglers
15 jugglers
and 5 believers
and 5 believers
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Let the seductions of the soul echoe in their serenity.
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megghann
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