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  • Altogether

    A vintage pair, a smile, a dying flower, you and I. Promises hidden in a supernova night. Anyone walking by would be blinded by the sight, smoke, red lights, magnolias. Sunshine and love fueled our lives; our fires burn …

  • Sleeper

    A car crash in stereo, you look beautiful with a camera. The mystery of the cities of night, the silence of a dark tower. You and I quiet as can be, link arms and march through the night. My head high, inquisitive, yours…

  • Reminisce

    We are just a pair of sentimental fools. We grasp our memories tightly, fistfuls of dreams. You, broken, me, strung uptight. My dreams are old, yellowed, beautiful, painful. Yours, clear, passionate, perfect, wounding. W…

  • bitterforsweet

    My house smells like cigarettes, bitter, sharp, sweet, and pungent. I hate it. It smells like lies, like all the times I had to be an adult when I should have been a child. When my mother couldn't be a mother, when my fa…

  • Armageddon

    She set the world on fire and laughed into it's ashes. She smiled when they asked for help begging in the dirt, and she politely turned them away, snickering as she turned her back on them. How can they love these dreams…

  • A Brief Interlude...

    I'm sitting at the open window, and the rain is pouring in, and what's really on my mind is how I'm supposed to get close to you when smoke is streaming off your skin.

  • Addict

    And then I told him, I told him to his face, "Push that needle a little deeper, make it reach the bone." Not to make an ass of myself, but you always knew how to wound. You always knew the words to say, to induce the jus…

  • Fairyland

    I wish I could tell you what it feels like, but only, I shall layer it in pretty words and feed it to you slowly. You make me the laughing stock love interest, lost in mountains of flame, but the lonely were of course th…

  • Only

    I will always hold you in the highest regard, No matter how much you wish to forget. You edge my grey skies with yellow, and that's why. The words don't flow anymore. Why can't you help me? Truthfully, I can never tell w…

  • Havok

    Only you, my Muse, have invaded my sanctuary, my dreams. Never have I dreamed so vividly, and with such a perfect likeness. I told you were the most beautiful. Your lips were so close to mine; When you leaned away, you p…

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