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old age is a myth
spread by the small,
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no matter how i try
i can't get past the lines.
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what does it mean?
you with hard eyes
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a sitting, smiling cherry man
with string and stick limbs, tied
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you've grown up far too fast
in this sad, gold paradise
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They took my ink away, so I stored away my paper and let it gather dust thicker than my sluggish thoughts. It was a mutual murder. They set me in the boat, but
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I moved in the haze of drugged green days
with skin on my skin and the sweet, sharp taste
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He climbed.
He had been climbing these stairs for quite some time. He couldn’t remember how long, but suffice it to say that the time period was vast. The wall
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with half a heart.
neither of us are whole
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to cry is to live
so drink deeply
by Daniela Z
11 lines, 5 comments,
on Jun 12 10:16 PM 2005. In Hope
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my rose-tinted glasses
cast forever-dreams ahead
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by Daniela Z
16 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 18 5:44 PM 2005. In Love
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I've grown so big for this house, but
where is the wisdom in a sane world?
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lowbright dimlight l(ove)
(i cannot see...
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We ran out of cupboard space when we started storing away secrets.
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Gold in the heart,
Lead in the head.
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Your hand against my face,
softly sweeping over my
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I don't say what I know
because half of the time
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I throw life out to yesterday.
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It isn't pretty being easy.
by Daniela Z
10 lines, 3 comments,
on Jul 2 1:18 PM 2004. In Dark
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Fell back last night,
into stupidity's arms
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Is it that you hide,
or is there nothing there any more?
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A hint of wind chases
the tips of her hair. Stirred
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I'm pressed against the glass
yet I still cannot see.
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Under the gleam, who knows what lurks?
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your touch lingers on
like the sweat of a nightmare.
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look at all of the crossroads to pick
which to the fire and which to the lake?
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rose diffused and entwined
with pink clouds swimming in color
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Earth taking strength from her creatures' devotion,
and humans? Why, what an ugly notion.
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The sun comes up, the world's awake,
another day of blind, cruel hate,
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Close your eyes to see,
plug your ears to listen,
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A trail of smoke,
a child's dream..
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Wiped clear of thoughts of you...
how it sets me free.
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The mellifluous deceptions of love gone wrong..
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With the smell of cinnamon in the air
and candied apples on her last breath.
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