brittaWhisper

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eraser.erasim.You my Eraser / My words entering a vaume of contempt and your pompous praise / My glass is raised to you
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Feb 15, 2013
Duet of Hearts*person 1* **person 2** / *My heart stopped* / **My heart stopped**
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Feb 15, 2013
Envious TransgressionThat which Boils Toils / the product of my affection / May I make an interjection,
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Aug 11, 2012
Fundraising for my Time Machine.If I had a time machine, there is only one place I would go. To the meadow, where we would launch dirt clods, back at the boys. Then climb and hide in our woodland suite, where no boys could annoy us. I would like to see our fortress again, and pretend, that we were still friends. / If I had a time machine, I would try to go back to when you cried. Because your bearer was more of a bear than a mother. She didn't understand, but I took up the stance, and we marched our way through the madness. I would like to smoke a cigarette on the rooftop again, and pretend, that we are still close friends. / Goodbye my sister, my childhood friend. We have ended the games we pretended. We both have homes now, lovers now, bills now. Our barbie village blown up into living breathing reality.
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Nov 13, 2011
If only I could Apparate.The distance. / A long empty void stretching over the ocean. / It’s a pity a paper cup phone can’t reach that far.
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Sep 17, 2010
the WallIt is the wall / either tall or small / it stands
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Jun 1, 2010
2.bodiesIt's the beat / that flows through you to me, / that insatiable pounding of our bodies,
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Jun 1, 2010
Cheer for the Home TeamCheering for the man walking slowly, deliberately, with his bag of goodies, as the light blinks in accordance to his step. / Blinking a warning of the cars to come. / Cheering for him to cross.
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Jun 1, 2010
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