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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Thursday, August 14, 2014. You have always been my downfall. In honesty I stood, and you made me see the truth. In slumped disgust I examined the evidence,. Touched the folds of regret and loathing. Naked and vulnerable, to only one set of eyes. There was nowhere to hide. All the cracks and crevices exposed like a beautiful birth. But this, like death, was haunting and hideous. And I thought to myself,. How did I get here? Not so blue,.

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Thursday, August 14, 2014. You have always been my downfall. In honesty I stood, and you made me see the truth. In slumped disgust I examined the evidence,. Touched the folds of regret and loathing. Naked and vulnerable, to only one set of eyes. There was nowhere to hide. All the cracks and crevices exposed like a beautiful birth. But this, like death, was haunting and hideous. And I thought to myself,. How did I get here? Not so blue,.

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In My Own Words: Black Orchid

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Sunday, June 12, 2011. And there she sat outside my windowsill bowing,. Her admirers sprawled at her feet. They, a green sea of whispers,. Her, black as silence. Her body, like a charred skeleton,. Stood against a broken sky. Wayward winds embraced her frame. As the others cowered like retreating waves. She stooped in solitude. Onyx petals enclosed her frame. Like a ballerina bidding adieu. Her face a somber velvet.

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In My Own Words: Rainy Days

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Tuesday, March 20, 2012. The rain has a refreshing tendency,. Filling the cracks to make me new,. Not so blue,. But clear as the lines that I tend to skew. Let me inside the cool of your skin,. That won’t allow the door to close,. But the rain flows,. And I listen to the sound of hope outside my window. The smell of clarity mixed with you,. My morning dew,. And rest upon my manic mind,. Where you’ll find,. As gray as the sky. Not so blue,.

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In My Own Words: Resistance (first draft)

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Thursday, August 14, 2014. You have always been my downfall. In honesty I stood, and you made me see the truth. In slumped disgust I examined the evidence,. Touched the folds of regret and loathing. Naked and vulnerable, to only one set of eyes. There was nowhere to hide. All the cracks and crevices exposed like a beautiful birth. But this, like death, was haunting and hideous. And I thought to myself,. How did I get here?

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In My Own Words: March 2012

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Tuesday, March 20, 2012. The rain has a refreshing tendency,. Filling the cracks to make me new,. Not so blue,. But clear as the lines that I tend to skew. Let me inside the cool of your skin,. That won’t allow the door to close,. But the rain flows,. And I listen to the sound of hope outside my window. The smell of clarity mixed with you,. My morning dew,. And rest upon my manic mind,. Where you’ll find,. As gray as the sky. Not so blue,.

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In My Own Words: Milwaukee Street

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Wednesday, July 13, 2011. I’ve traveled down your road. Hands tied behind my back. Always you called to me. Like the naked moon that we laid under. Pulling dreams from my slumber,. You laid them at your doorstep. Dust settled on them. Like my kisses that stained your skin. At night I watched the rain caress your window,. Watched the world melt away. And you melt into me. And I melt into nothing. Waiting for your skin to bleed. Simple tem...

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Beneath the purple wall. May 20, 2012. Http:/ browse.deviantart.com/? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). 9809; [my niece drew and painted the header picture, so fucking awesome! View my complete profile. To find a man like this. If you forget me neruda. I want you to know one thing. You know how this is. At the chrystal moon. At the red branch. Of the slow autumn at my window. Or the wrinkled body of the log. Everything carries me to you. As if everything that exists. Aromas, light, metals. If little by little.

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beneath the purple wall: March 2012

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Beneath the purple wall. March 13, 2012. The color of moon. Is raining in my mind. Drops of sharpened alphabets fall. Clouds of black, blank promises fly. But before the emotional monsoon starts. To bloom inside my heart. I take 3 deep blows of breath. Emptying these whirling thoughts. My pale cream body. Frozen, but warmed. In the middle of the gallery. The floor, a purple mosaic. Instrumental Metallica in the air. With the scent of Love. I slowly lift my head. To gaze out the only window. If each day a...

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beneath the purple wall: December 2011

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Beneath the purple wall. December 20, 2011. Theres nowhere to go. But A W A Y from here. Because all of the apologies. Are inside the belly of the wind. And the fed up stars. Seem to be burning themselves out. As we try to find light and forgiveness. That dam moon and its platter full of glow. Our plush curtain of dreams. Are we seriously gona act surprised? So close those eyes darling. Wrap yourself with the nite. And unwet your mind. . . I have Love for You to drink. LovePotion' pix by lacq]. As if eve...

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beneath the purple wall: la Luna knew

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Beneath the purple wall. December 13, 2011. I would replace your hand. That used to hold my hand. I cried when the purple ink cried. I had fights with the unwet papers. And i didnt look up at the moon. Just because i walked faster that day. It never meant that i didnt scream. I Love . YOU! While i was curving around 610. As that stupid sun kept shining. Because every expression we said. Every desire we spilled at nite. I threw all of it. Inside a lavender-colored paper. And tossed carefully under my bed.

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beneath the purple wall: October 2011

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Beneath the purple wall. October 26, 2011. He cant right now. Into the pale of my skin. My body is flowing. In his beads of desire. Like tiny stones thrown. In pure still water. Tumbling along my spine. And i will remain here. Til his Love grows strong. So he can explode me. October 18, 2011. The nite us became we. You have found me. Ill let you smile thinking that]. But ive been carefully observing. Adjusting pieces of signs. To undo your skin. So i can step inside. Clothing myself with your ribs. To le...

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beneath the purple wall: July 2011

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Beneath the purple wall. July 20, 2011. Because the spirits in these Lyrics are now my protector'. Until It Sleeps by METALLICA. Where do i take this pain of mine? I run, but it stays right by my side. So tear me open, pour me out. Theres things inside that scream and shout. And the pain still hates me. So hold me until it sleeps. Just like the curse. Just like the stray. You feed it once and now it stays. So tear me open but beware. Theres things inside without a care. And the dirt still stains me.

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beneath the purple wall: white nites

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Beneath the purple wall. January 16, 2012. I lay tangled in a floral mess. Of lies, lust . . . Love. The light i wish to wrap it all in. To the truth ive already secretly surrendered to. That i have fallen, in every way imagineable, for you. Youve dampened these lavender petals with Love. Making you my heavenly sky of showers. Ive burrowed my curling spine into your grasp. Such a precious and intricate pain. Making my life need this. Thinking that i could actually stay this way. March 1, 2012 at 7:59 PM.

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beneath the purple wall: tonites dinner

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Beneath the purple wall. May 20, 2012. Http:/ browse.deviantart.com/? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 9809; [my niece drew and painted the header picture, so fucking awesome! View my complete profile. To find a man like this. If you forget me neruda. I want you to know one thing. You know how this is. At the chrystal moon. At the red branch. Of the slow autumn at my window. Or the wrinkled body of the log. Everything carries me to you. As if everything that exists. Aromas, light, metals. And nothing ...

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beneath the purple wall: September 2011

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Beneath the purple wall. September 27, 2011. To the cockroach in my mind,. I can feel your sticky smooth presence. And i hear the odor of a lonely world. Your pine-needle legs tapping on my mental folds. Attempting to make me boil with overflowing cold. Your itchy silence echoing. Hes not for you" "yall arent a we". Leaving your black smudges on my brainfloors. Just so you can humanize me to set my soul free. But ill make you a deal you nonbelieving-love whore. And leave those precious ones for me. If ea...

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In My Own Words. A random collection of words I pull from my brain. Thursday, August 14, 2014. You have always been my downfall. In honesty I stood, and you made me see the truth. In slumped disgust I examined the evidence,. Touched the folds of regret and loathing. Naked and vulnerable, to only one set of eyes. There was nowhere to hide. All the cracks and crevices exposed like a beautiful birth. But this, like death, was haunting and hideous. And I thought to myself,. How did I get here? Not so blue,.

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