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our time is running out.
my fingertips held the answers, but they were too busy picking up self pity and dropping them into my fleshy mould. i feel like i'm in a giant snowglobe, but instead of dainty snowflakes, mine is filled with dust and soot. it's getting into my eyes, and my skin is having these allergic reactions that i don't fancy too much. where are you now, and ( Read more... ) -
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Writer's Block: When I Was Young
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so i was visiting an old friend. ok by friend i mean my laptop and by old i mean haven't been using in eons and by visiting i mean cyber stalking. So i was happily cultivating blonde brain cells when there's some movement around my ceiling lamp. I generally dismiss it thinking it might be a moth. Ok, kiran says she is deathly afraid of moths, and ( Read more... ) -
6.30am
when you wake up all you see are shadows. There isn't enough ebony to go around. Beneath my eyeballs are ashes of my burnt out dreams. There is no destiny for us to cherish when you only believe in fortune's wheel. The hardest step is when your brain tells you to sit and your heart lies ruptured on the floor. The night sky is the only witness to ( Read more... ) -
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sometimes.
I am trudging through this thick grey sludge with the fragile world on my back ( Read more... )
