Jun 07, 2004 23:45
At 3 am she is thirteen now,
dipping fingers into the cake in
the kitchen, sneaking barefoot to
lick icing off her fingers.
her tongue tastes like vanilla.
she drags her claw like nails across
her skin and paws at the cake with
a strange eagerness, to overdose
on sugar and egg whites.
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*grin*
<3
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Mind if I add you?
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<3
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a four with nothing to follow but the lines of the moon.
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