caitlin-harveyWhisper

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Darkness.Darkness. / He settles on my skin like an absent touch; His hands the hands of a past love tracing my outline and raising my skin. / He whispers to me in dreams. What was once, and what could be, he lingers in the thoughts I can't control.
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Sep 21, 2014
Just ThinkingFeelings, / we borrow so many feelings from others without their permission. / "Borrow",
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Aug 28, 2014
Frost in 90° weatherThis Summer is the Winter of my life. Frost covering my heart, and ducts hammering water on the dead flowers of my soul. / So long I have waited for the call of the sunshine to lift my spirits, yet now I find a more relatable friend in the rain. / Falling fast and falling far.
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Jun 9, 2014
Hiding PlacesEternities ahead, / but miles behind, / we collaborated together
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Feb 26, 2014
shadowsThe night stretched into oblivion / Into my eyes, my soul. / I caught its shadow
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Jul 30, 2013
My mind is gone.My grasp on reality / in patterns over my eyes / the vibrations, sensations,
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Mar 2, 2013
Summer child.The riot time has ended / The dog days are gone too- / The warmth. Gone.
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Oct 30, 2012
future gameschasing the miles / she runs down her path with grace / so sure-- of what she wants
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Aug 8, 2012
time for sleepit's not that reality's boring / dreams just show me the way / it's not that reality's not welcoming
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Jul 31, 2011
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