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Dec 14, 2005 23:42

__i keep adding notes to my hands that i refuse to forget. i cry at silly pictures and hate the cold in my toes. my touch is tainted with dark swirls and spirals, and my mouth spouts lies and half-truths and wishes that i want so much to be reality. i torture myself, watching the ashes fall from fingers that i've stained with my time in all your ( Read more... )

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anonymous January 4 2006, 00:01:57 UTC
breathtaking,
heart-stirring,
awe-inspiring,
just absolutely moving.

I love it.

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