Is it wrong
whatwedo
emotional ties
all tied up in
a sweet dream and an
even sweeter kiss.

Tell me, is it wrong
to hold such
such... this

one without the other and
the other without the one
we'll travel on different alley ways to
find what it is we were missing

it's a funny thing
togrowup.

so many things we
couldn't have lived without,
mere memories of foolishness.

fated glances that turned into
what was his last name?

is it me?

it cannot possibly be.
me, unattainable beauty and
a pout that would stomp out the competition.

iftherewereany.

it will be in smiles
theinevitablechange

remembering ill fated loves that
couldve been, never were, always will be...

something to hold on to
to remember him by
cryptic memories so locked away and

one chance to make a break for it.

it's a quick glance,
over salt shakers and
sugar packets
and dinner forks,
that tells you this is
for real

<3

fourletterword. (s)

like
love
fuck

out of the sweet control she
often lent her spirits to.
searched high and low to find it
a charity cause believable enough to
makeitbig.

leave
doorslam
walk
shoesclick
go
engine roars

Silly mustangs and
a girl who just forgets
McQueen no longer races uphill
in his mustang
on my tv screen

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a quiet experience. the thrill of chasing something slow moving. with precision, the grey would fade to somethingclose to black. and we'd be alone again. fateful summer nights spent with a beachy balmy breeze and what seems to be a slight, but obvious, chained whisper through the grass ( Read more... )

morning up.
brightbrightbright
self centered around that
little yellow fruit on the table.
book readings and afternoon repellent
shading fading grading us all out of work
lets all take one giant step back
its easier to analyze the damage if you arent standing on it.

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i am a writer
a loner, dottie, a rebel
leave me alone


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