last night's terrible high writing

Oct 21, 2005 01:11


Click click click the tidy

Coughing of electric buttons

Pitter pattering like drops

Of sky, colored black and

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Not til later,

She told the book.

I’m taking a break,

Not taking a  look.

What is that playing?

She asked the screen.

You’re music is bad,

It’s far too serene.

I tackled the lamp,

Twisting its neck

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smallcrescendos October 21 2005, 05:32:19 UTC
<3!!!!!~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ♥ meep!

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p.s. smallcrescendos October 22 2005, 13:07:02 UTC
that's really means "i like your writing too, ALL the time! so take that, beeyotch!" :-)

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