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Everybody Knows: The Boy Prince with the keyhole chest and the girl with the skeleton key vol. II
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Wednesday, June 2, 2010. The Boy Prince with the keyhole chest and the girl with the skeleton key vol. II. With storybook eyes She. Quick with the breeze. Upon the grass she would lay. In only one way. When she could do just what she pleased. She spent all day. Upon her waist there was a ring. Where all the keys were dangling. Silver, iron, bronze and gold. Different styles, new and old. Making her seem quite perplexing. The neighbors watched and ridiculed. They thought she should be in school. It was a ...
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Everybody Knows: zoloft down the drain
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009. Zoloft down the drain. Is something pushing at the floodgates? Words were backed up where they were forgotten,. Left to stack and intermingle until they became tongue twisters…. But the novocaine has started to dwindle down. Like fallen electrical wires. Looking for a fight, or something to light on fire! It could make a girl fidget…. I just wanted to feel normal again. My kind of normal,. Lost in my own thoughts normal,. Bad dreams, skewed perspective,. Wow you so got it girl.
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Everybody Knows: simple and unopened (written in 2009)
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Friday, August 20, 2010. Simple and unopened (written in 2009). I am only me. Two hands and wrists heavy from heart scarred sleeves. Two left feet that keep stumbling into the wrong headspace of thought. Rationally the words of space and time should fall upon a sympathetic ear. But the angry reds of swollen eyes are screaming at me to adhere to my own internal rules. I am only me. Two eyes that dig deep and burrow into your secrets. Two arms that hold too tightly to foolish promises of romantic notions.
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Everybody Knows: July 2013
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Wednesday, July 17, 2013. To find a scene. Two lovers locking eyes. It’s burning slow. After so much wait. Saved me from tragedy. A life it seemed. Without you and me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I am a really nice person until you make me want to punch you in the face. View my complete profile. Inexplicable emotional reactions some days are like a serene pond with floating candles in paper sailboats some days are more like foil crun. For me this time. Zoloft down the drain. There are white walls blank c...
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Everybody Knows: 1-4-13
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Friday, January 4, 2013. From the tips of my fingertips. To the ears of the universe. Or offered back to me. In any type of way but. I was not born. With a sense of fulfillment. But rather born feeling. Like my skin was always. Bursting at the seams with. Looking at your face for. Cracks my ribcage in two. You’ve held through a hundred lives. Where a heart beats. The feeling is too desperate. Born of suffocated hopes. Paints hearts upon my tongue. To sing songs only to you. As if we are the only two.
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Everybody Knows: Syncopation
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Tuesday, September 2, 2008. The house smelled of. Always seeming dimly lit. Smoky, sad walls and cold floors. That watched me enter silently. Hours after dark had fallen quietlyto abandoned suburban streets. Your piano played with musical scars. From angry days of time signature bludgeons yet,. Your hands were elegantweapons of your trade. Handing me the blues in syncopated time. Smooth tunings of a radio dial on the am audible waves. With curving lines of bass clefs wrapping from your hands to mine.
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Everybody Knows: December 2013
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Thursday, December 19, 2013. There was a euphoric glimpse. Walking on the frozen Brooklyn streets. When it seemed as if. We were the only people in all of the city. Exhaling frozen breath like smoke. Forming the existence of what would become Us. Forming hearts in our hands. Crossing bridges to burroughs. Left remembering what the snow tasted like. And the excitement of exploring a new ending to our story. Countless seconds counting down. Saying good-bye to sadder times. Holding hands across a table.
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Everybody Knows: The Boy Prince with the keyhole chest and the girl with the skeleton key vol. III
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010. The Boy Prince with the keyhole chest and the girl with the skeleton key vol. III. Dear readers we know. These two must cross paths. Inevitability locked its cross hairs. Shooting arrows with cupids crossbow. Dialed up a variety of near misses. Walking up stairs while another walks down. Sitting at the same tables. In the same restaurants. Avoiding new loves flying dart. His nose buried in books. Her eyes peeled down at the ground. While travelling upon asphalt pathways. It was ...
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Everybody Knows: subjective conjecture
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Sunday, May 9, 2010. Some days are like a serene pond. With floating candles in paper sailboats. Some days are more like foil crunching between cavities. I wish i had the ability to read minds. I wish i didnt want to scream at the top of my lungs. Guilt wrapped quiet moments. Caught laughter in a split second of forgetfulness. I wish feeling ok didnt hurt too. Living with purpose is something i am not accustomed to. Loving without expectations is a lesson needing to be learned. January 28, 2015 at 8:36 AM.
