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waste me away.

my hoarse voice, loaded with cigarettes ready to fire at the mannequin.
you manifest in my mind, and the echo of a long road is all i can recall. driving out into silence
i handed you a fistful of ashes, and told you to fix it. i want gold and you spoke.
damn it words aren't enough, i want your actions. your movement. your urgency.
feed me, with the fact that you live for me. breathe for me. die for me.

sometimes i feel like wasting away, but i get up every day, because breakdown feels like too much,
and nobody would understand. nobody would see the broken wings, or the broken glass.

you know i can dance. i can do it all night. i can do it in your bed.
dreams look so real, and i want to feel your breath on my neck. you're a thousand miles away now. breath on her neck.
everything faded to black, and not damn thing could revive it.
no electric shocks.
not a blip.

.
.







just heartbeats that faded away.

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1st december 07.

life throws the most unexpected shit back at you.
i just want him back all over again.
i need him to show me life is worth all of this.

good luck judging lauz.

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  • noir eyes
    December 18, 2007

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    oh damn.
    this was amazing, hun.
    i loved it.
    bookmarked for sure. =o
    you amaaaaze me.


  • bombshel --
    December 17, 2007

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    i handed you a fistful of ashes, and told you to fix it.

    wowwie.<3
    youre very talented darling.

  • vertigo beat
    December 14, 2007
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    something irked me about the middle. but i can't tell you what. overall, very very well done.


  • girl shaman
    December 13, 2007

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    man.
    i felt this all too much..
    i know how it is
    & gosh it hurts to the maxx. but i loved this WHOLE poem.. dollie im gonna save it; because it means that much to me

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