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Look, stare, close, cry Images in the mirror are merely lies. Open, inhale, exhale, close From the depths the anger rose. Laughing, grinning, paining, griefing Head's upward and starts screaming. Calm, relaxed, forgiveness, happiness at last Another image faded fast.


My SunMy SunMy Sun
In the blue crayon dust left behind I rub in black still slowly again Inbetween spaces of pure white I fill the gap with red Shades of yellow transpire the glow Orange is born until it covers There in the vast nothing My moon becomes my sun And the world twists the wheel Yet just once more


RainRain 12/29Rain
Sitting in my wicker chair on my porch this afternoon was truly nice. Rain was pounding on the roof in a sophisticated rhythm. Some people say rain doesn’t smell, but I beg to differ. Rain is fresh and pure as the gentle doves that land on the trees beside my house. It softly sings to me sweet songs of what could be and what might happen. I was wrapped up in my fuzzy blanket that I got at Kmart the other day. It was that feeling of the cold air trying to get to my skin, but couldn’t because of my blanket. I quietly sat while I had my cup of Russian tea in my big purple mug. Thoughts were running through my head t


BreathlessBreathless July 6, 2004Breathless
Waking up beside you with the raining pouring around the both of us would leave me content. Smelling the rain, mixed with your sweet, sweet damp skin would be more than perfect. Inhaling you into my spirited body would make me happier than I've ever been. Seeing the perpetual twinkle in your sky blue eyes makes me fantasize about the world I would love to roam for all of eternity. Nothing in my existance makes me breathless like you, baby. My baby. My love and friend, you leave me breathless.
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"It's a rainbow of asses."
"That's my least favorite type of rainbow."
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> nerfy, derfy, snerfy...it's a happy world <
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( my other s/n is rue87 )
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