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Do you believe the characteristics of your zodiac sign accurately describe you?
by Bean Sidhe
82 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 25 3:40 PM
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Innocence is wasted on the youth it occurs to me
by Bean Sidhe
44 lines, 3 comments,
on Nov 18 12:14 AM
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Disbelief in the life that is grown [[between]] a woman's hips
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The evidence of this patchwork existence
by Bean Sidhe
26 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 27 11:58 PM
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This Blood Stained Love Story is stunting my elemental growth,
scarring my frontal lobe
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The tide recedes again
and I find myself coaxing it,
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Mosaics in shades
of tangerine and pennies
by Bean Sidhe
38 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 13 4:29 PM
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Morning rises to defy the ashes
by Bean Sidhe
22 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 12 5:15 PM
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Pouring sanguine infamy into words
by Bean Sidhe
27 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 27 11:57 PM
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A piano always seems to chime just on the shadowy outline
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My arms ache
with the pain of missing you.
by Bean Sidhe
29 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 17 3:35 PM
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The hours limp by charged with the static
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Tasting of figs and innocence, I fill books with my delirious dreams
by Bean Sidhe
20 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 15 3:42 PM
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Staring out the dirty window, catching glimpses
by Bean Sidhe
36 lines, 9 comments,
on Sep 15 12:33 PM
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Sharpened metal bliss
whispers its hypnotic song
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Alone again. Isolated with too many thoughts
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I have whispered the words my lips could not utter
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Staggered beeps and fading footfalls,
by Bean Sidhe
27 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 7 10:17 PM
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Possession Scald
by Bean Sidhe
29 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 4 4:54 PM
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Spinning in centrifugal chaos,
the walls burning flesh from my fingers
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My dearest E...X -
by Bean Sidhe
56 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 2 3:59 PM
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Whispering the words, I find
by Bean Sidhe
43 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 2 3:45 PM
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Painting the air with vapor drops and true love,
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In a moment, my life has changed forever -
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Born by arc of a moonless August night, your features were lit by the glow
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And so it begins again with me,
a mother
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A yearning poet searches eternally for the bottom line
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The quiet whisper of violets caress my soul like wind
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Reinventing my existence with the dawn of each new day,
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My heart ebbs and swells with anticipation
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a tiny ribbon slowly unfurls,
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A silently spoken language punctuated
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Thirty four birthdays
and I am solidly set,
by Bean Sidhe
45 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 19 5:05 AM
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Tiny little soul, growing,
by Bean Sidhe
14 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 19 4:42 AM
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