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Now
Here
Bare
Raw
Coming down
Getting up
Looking out
Staying in
Smoke coiling
Coffee warming
Breath freezing
Fingers numbing
Thoughts running
Music flowing
Pencils leaving traces
White paper
Tabula rasa
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if i say i dream about pirates then
can i just blow smoke out and
have another drink and go
arr
even though it is not me that
is the pirate, no
seems i lost my smile
on the way i hope you do not mind
i keep forgetting because
i keep avoiding
your eyes that would see it:
when are we truly okay with
the things that
we say we are okay with?
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this silly warm feeling makes me go aghghh and i dont know anything this is irony i guess and i miss him god do i miss him this is silly but i like him. -
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The world is in black and white with a hint of blue. Postcard still. Gone is the cottonball softness, now it's hard and sharp, yesterday's rain frozen on the ground, on the tree branches and roofs. The sun is still hiding. I haven't seen it in days but now the clouds are slowly rolling away, drifting you could say, the way the move almost as if ( Read more... ) -
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I hope your 2011 has been good, and the remaining days will be interesting.
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today, i mostly feel like shit.
for various reasons.
yesterday, ah well.
no use for would have could have should have.
yet.
i could say i didn't mean to but that would be only half of the truth.
i just didn't want to be alone you know.
Friendly strangers on the path
Is there something i came here to do?
Wandering here, wandering there
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I dream...
you are an astronaut
your ship has crashed in space
exploded they tell me
i look at the stars
and i am sad
infinitely sad
but you return and
as i watch you descending
from the space ship
wearing red
hair loose
i am hopeful
you are not the same
you never smile
even though for a while
you hold me tight
you are cold
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vargtimmen
The wolf man
Looks at me from under
His dark eyebrows
His long curly lashes
His look makes the words
Hard to form
My voice trembling harsh
From nervous cigarettes
Not sleeping
And from running to be eaten raw
My thoughts dissolving
My voice fading inside his mouth
My lips my hands
Buried in his fur
He smiles now
All those white teeth
A wolf that he is
Growling
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