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Control. Control. Control. You called it first
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blood on her hands sweating in fear
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words escape her she drums her fingers on the sheetless mattress
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such a dull ache as to match that
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waiting on the concrete
legs folded beneath her
by flamingsoul
21 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 21 12:50 AM 2008
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her eyelids flip open
a fraction of time between flesh
by flamingsoul
35 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 3 4:40 PM 2008
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burnt spot on the green light
don't purchase your nicotine here
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her eyes glance to the right
small prickles turn to burn
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it hits harder than bare fist
trauma is easier when not emotional
by flamingsoul
17 lines, 1 comment,
on May 9 7:55 AM 2008
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tucked under my sleeve as an ace
playing as though all cards are on the table
by flamingsoul
19 lines, 2 comments,
on Mar 22 12:35 PM 2008
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a symphony of pain drowns out the sunlight
and its feeble attempts to warm the earth
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i sit at the table
cross-legged in a four-star restaurant
by flamingsoul
15 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 8 6:42 PM 2007
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distant dream without a plot
brainwaves snapping pictures in a dimly-lit memory
by flamingsoul
18 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 30 11:48 AM 2007
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it's in the way
you touch my hair
by flamingsoul
26 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 30 11:22 AM 2007
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the crackle of burnt nicotine
serves as the soundtrack
by flamingsoul
16 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 28 9:54 PM 2007
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in the dull heat of summer / we lay in still reverence / for the intagable between us / the silence gleams as two hearts bond / breathing s
by flamingsoul
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 19 2:03 PM 2007
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his arms wrap around my waist / as i'm doing dishes / he calls me beautiful / the one he wants to marry / the words ring so sweet / and resound in beaming smiles / this moment feels so perfect
by flamingsoul
6 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 19 1:28 PM 2007
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excitement / fluttering / bubbling up as a brooke of / butterflies / metal warm against skin / smooth and assuring / fantasies dreampt / during inducement / seducement / become a staggering / reality / w
by flamingsoul
12 lines, 2 comments,
on Jun 26 6:27 PM 2007
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frustration could never begin to explain / is it better to lose love or yearn for the lost? / silly little spider, bursting into a million pieces / to crawl into the corners and grow to devour filth / spite towards th
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blurs of color / spinning in a dizzying precognition / it can't be happening / it can't be real / love is folly / temptation beckons / from
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black and blue scatter through
the strobe of the ceiling fan
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velvet skin
sensitive and soft
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memories spill through the damn and flood in, screaming as golden banchees
suppressed consciousness breaks through the silent ice and gasps in daggers
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why do you
(kiss and tell)
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i am the regret
i am the shortcoming
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your old t-shirt hugging me
as a vintage lullaby
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pride is the wool with which i blind my eyes
in stark contrast with the oustretched arms
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trust
manipulated, destroyed, shattered
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her fingertips grow numb as palpitations drone on, on, on
dark waves swell and fall in contrast with pale cheeks
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hello again, friend
you greet me with the same gentle kiss
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loneliness is the gunshot fired in the night
casting shadows upon flower gardens
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the world is just a mind-trip, ready to attack
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frightened
piercing is only the first of many
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