bones - bones - bones

Jan 18, 2006 12:58

disguised a touch of life. disguised myself of truth. disgused myself a butterfly: her flight, held tightly in my hand. energy fueled by thought, my mind runs and runs and runs through my bones, bones, bones. i clentch my teeth at night for you, your skin i wish to tear. i want naked people, a naked world. naked, you cannot disguse yourself. never ( Read more... )

always curious.

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bowlngforainbws January 18 2006, 21:15:06 UTC
Your writing is simply beautiful.

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