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Goodness. I haven't posted a darn single thing in almost a year. A good friend mentioned this little space of mine, and wondered why I stopped writing on it. No real reason, except and extended case of writer's block and lack of...inspiration. But that's bullshit, since there is inspiration in what we do and see every day, isn't there ( Read more... ) -
WANTED: For the murder of a mouse!
An armful ( Read more... ) -
Feeding the Flames
Sometimes ( Read more... ) -
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There's a hole in my pocket ( Read more... ) -
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Tripwire ( Read more... ) -
Secrets wide open.
There's a certain feeling
When one confesses
Their innermost workings
Even anonymously
And opens the wound up
For the public eye to
Scrutinize, dissect
You're speechless, breathless
mostly, terrified
That someone may recognize
And you'll no longer
Be invisible
And you'll have to
really own up to
the experiences. -
On exhaustion, lips, and destructive decisions.
There's a wickedness in exhaustion ( Read more... ) -
Feeling a bit Stray
I'm the lost kitten with the tattered ear ( Read more... ) -
wellwellwell
I feel my breath pulled ( Read more... )
