alexandra-rayne-mcneilWhisper

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AdolescenceOh to untie you / From the straints of adolescence. / To craddle you
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The BathtubSteam rises to meet my face as I slip lower into the bath. I can hear John in the living room, hear the floor stretch under his weight. / Though I know he's aware of my presence, I shallow my breathing. Slow my movement to a crawl. / *Oh God, don't let him hear me...*
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An Artist Of SortsThe light in your eyes shines / Brighter than I have ever known the sun to be. / Dark like the other moon they might seem
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UntitledBehind your simple prose and light eyes / A darker ribon ties / A veil
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I heard youI heard you today, / If only for a moment. / A sharp laugh cut through the air around me
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DawnHe waited for her once, / Twice if you count the flowers. / He hid behind them and watched her limbs move
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WatersMy father is a man of no houses / He tells life by the sunlight / Rises only when it's set.
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UntitledHe peeled her away like petals, / Coverings fell like dew to grass. / Blue eyes locked together,
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I wait for youI wait for you / In the moments of restlessnees, / I trace the sun beams that fall on my legs
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SalvationShe stood then and looked back at the computer on her desk. Her connection to a world she's lost. She decided then that wanted him only for the satisfaction that a young one feels when they win against an opponent in feild games. He was her peer, emotionally at least. In age, he was always beyond her reach just slightly. She remembered trying to cath the hem of his shirt as his life raced ahead. Trying just to catch a ride with him. She was fated to pretend her own life was going somewhere, racing off towards some distant horizon. But there was no one on the hem or her coat, so truly she had no measure of her aging. / The only way to count it is by the moments she wished defined her. Birth, loss of innocence, and finally-Death. She has lusted for it, yes. / She pours herself a glass of water.Her red eyes seem to fall from her head into the cup, distortion of reality is her only release. She finds it in the bowl of her pipe, in the resin left on her ring finger. Her salvation can be purchased as a twenty sack.
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