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thanks so much guys! ill write more i suppose.Newest
bruiseswhen asked what her favorite color might be, the little girl always responded, red blue black and green. never hesitation or time left to think, her face resolute, her jaw stuck straight. this puzzled her elders for they were not yet wise, why should such a happy girl, love such dark colors that we pass by and by? her answer was this, and it confused them more. red, blue, black, and green, are the colors that remain unseen.bruises
by ~One-in-the-Crowd
BandAida.) it was a mess of perfectly articulated lies and suppressed emotions that got me into this. Darkness and silent screams, Dreams were left for dead, Bruises became the loveliest flowers. At least then I had control of who hurt me. b.) only a person like him could dig me out. He's yellow-white brilliance, Hid inside a radience of almost perfection and lostlostlost sea eyes. c.)it was a mess only he could get me out of and almost has. Putting a band-aid over a cut doesn't make it better. It needs a hug and a kiss and some faith. The restrestrest is up to you.BandAid
by ~One-in-the-Crowd
SpyderHe was a kind of deathly beautiful, And knew how to clothe himself in the secrets of others until they were too tightly wrapped around him to be freed. I called him my spider those times when his pale spindle fingers would skitter down my arms; And trace down down downSpyder
across my indigo-blue veins. It was all kind of a rushrushrush and I only remember colors and bright flashes of intuition. Then you moved away and left me with a bitter aftertaste. I guess revenge doesnt taste so sweet.
by ~One-in-the-Crowd
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past mortem - collaba. don't kill the stargazers; just watch them, sitting in love and in awe of the long-dying explosions of fire in the sky.past mortem - collab
b. and tonight is perfect for breaking hearts and breaking bones; don't worry, darling you look good in red.
c. you send me into a state of terror-ridden awe when your temper lashes out. i sit on broken vases and broken mirrors and broken promises when i nurse my broken fingers.
d. i've taken shelter in the hole you've carved in your own heart and i'm dancing with skeletons and having tea parties with spide
by ~allegrabear
paper cupseventeen, miss sunny-bright letter doll. sweet simplicity and sophistication clumsy singing bitter-not-sweet. (this is the life of misplaced analogies and too-much-alliteration.)paper cup
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unfragile paper and waxed eloquence a light burns. a sillhouette weaves her name: everything-It-wanted-to-be-but-isn't (this is the life of forbidden love and forgotten grammar.)
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paper is flammable; It knows her demise; in love with happy and hooked on sorrow withdrawal is toomuchtoomuch a price. (this is the life of adjective-nouns and oxymoron tears.) &nbs
by ~chrysanthe-aL
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