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I heard the words they breathed
through wind chimes clanking together
by EtherealMess
40 lines,
on Apr 27 10:28 AM 2008. In Contemporary, Dark, Life, Nature, Pain, Personal, Society, Spiritual, Thoughts, Weird
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by EtherealMess
62 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 23 8:36 PM 2007. In Abuse, Adult, Contemporary, Life, Lyrics, Other, Pain, Personal, Society, Thoughts
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holding onto their fastened
lines in the black, velcro sky,
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stretch your long legs
across silky thread,
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by EtherealMess
14 lines, 6 comments,
on Aug 26 1:09 AM 2007. In Abuse, Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Life, Nature, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society
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I am... an angel with broken wings,
The feathers got ripped off in
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by EtherealMess
25 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 20 10:46 PM 2007. In Abuse, Adult, Contest, Contemporary, Dark, Erotica, Hope, Life, Love, Sad, Society
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In the night sky, I look up to find my prince
A wish-
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And even when the dark is near,
the light's still calling my name.
by EtherealMess
21 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 18 10:32 PM 2007. In Angst, Contest, Dark, Hope, Life, Nature, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society
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"You know what's fucked up?" / she looks back at me with those / same eyes, the same surprise / on her face from long ago / &
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Gorgeous was a girl once now she's just a whore
by EtherealMess
55 lines, 6 comments,
on Mar 2 3:51 PM 2007. In Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Life, Love, Lyrics, Personal, Sad, Thoughts
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Ever notice those people, walking through the halls, walking all alone,
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by EtherealMess
33 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 15 8:42 PM 2007. In Contemporary, Dark, Life, Love, Personal, Sad, Society, Thoughts, Weird
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he doesn't cloud my vision with black wings, twisting the caliginous visions we keep.
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Their wings are their converses, black and white... scratched, holed,
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i got on the monkey bars, yellow... stinging my hand br
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you won't hear from me...
these are my last words to you
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And I remember those days out on our playground,
our jeans covered in yellow sand,
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How beautiful can a person be
when the only thing other people see is there flesh?
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I want to stand by your side
on a bridge made from our guilt,
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