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  • Skylight

    With every beat the world shifted. My eye sockets filled with crimson blood, nutrients to keep my vision alive. New life pumped into my eyes, transforming colors and changing wavelengths. I was awake and bright, my…

  • It's just a matter of time...

    Aaaaaah! Blaqk Audio. The mere sound brings me to winter in Peoria. You see, I would listen to this album on the way to swim practice. It just feels cold. You can see the slush and the snow, glowing grey-white in the dar…

  • Pretty Girls and Pretty Boys

    Oh my. Today was lovely. I had some finals, but I had fun taking English and French, Algebra... not so much, but I had the the best lunch with both of my deer* friends Annie and 'Shley. It was quite enjoyable. Then I wen…

  • Sweet Melancholy

    This overcast isn't on the radar. It isn't anywhere but here. I find myself fading into a dusky mist, addicted to smoke. I never had one before, (well, I had you) but I believe I can feel it tugging at my lungs. With the…

  • Solar

    Paging through you, we picked flowers in the moonlight. As sun-kissed gardens cooled in the west wind, we were swept away, dropped into soft pockets of updrafts, and lifted lightly over rumbling thunderheads. Cello breez…

  • bliss

    I dreamed about you last night. No questions asked, we just knew. We had fought a long battle. With a bit of snow, I drew the blood from your white jacket, and we lay down in damp grass next to a canal. Barely touching, …

  • Pale Girl

    I watched her get off the school bus. Nothing special really, but I watched her. With white-blond hair that almost matched her porcelain skin, she was significantly older than I, and yet, unlike the other children that s…

  • Murmur

    You breathed it out so softly, "smoke" was the word, and your breath came slowly. Your lungs burned brightly, painfully, beautiful. Your arms were ridden with heart attack, arteries cracked and faded. Mottled violet vein…

  • Decay

    I'm suffocating. Perhaps it's the noble gases in the air. They flood our lungs, make us weak, and when lightening strikes, our breath glows jewel-bright. You see, the moment you broke the neon sign, our lives flashed bef…

  • Of Grey...

    Out smoking a cigarette, everyone's out on the field. Your dreams are yielding something strange. How can you say you don't remember? You can stare into the smoke as long as you want, I swear, it won't tell you a thing. …

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    • Name: Renee
    • Country: United States
    • State: Illinois
    • Metro: Peoria
    • Birthday: 5/8/1992
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 12/22/2005

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