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lackofsegue
lackofsegue
welcome to the labyrinth. did you perhaps bring a ball of string?
but all is not lost as      the brightness returns and      the dark is dispelled           no more to sojourn the tears can return from whence they came and      the fists put back into their cage as      the cameras finally roll away. a touch an apology a kiss on the mouth      the monster he promises will never get out      but we all lnow that it will. yet for now the sky's blue and      the clouds have returned      all's right with the heavens      all's right with the world.
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 6:54 PM UTC
What Really Happens: Part Two
tiny arrows Rain down as the heavens Scream their wrath and the cameras Flash incessantly to Capture abject misery. the screams they slowly Die down Into the low moans and the tears are Falling faster as fists Hit their mark. red streaks across the sky.
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
What Really Happens In A Thunderstorm?
people passing by and cars driving past with city wind in my hair and cooler air as the sun sets and the world gets dimmer. you could absorb the whole city from a sidewalk bench.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
sitting
screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy don't know why we do this daily; backandforth the screaming match when our ideas they just won't catch. two bullheaded people clashing heads until one of them storms off instead. i mean well and you do too but our ideas just won't go through. banging heads against brick salls our yelling echoing down the halls. im on page two, youre on page one; all i know is this aint fun.   screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy i dont know why we do this daily.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
Daily Duel
unscrupulous universe      steeped in illusion and so      electrifiedcrazy with infernal edges chafed      against tinfoil stars      bent and      broken. they make believe that they are beautiful. unscrupulous people      sharply disillusioned and so      upandoutwild with rough edges filed smooth      with makeup and glam      but they're still      bent and      broken. they make believe that they are beautiful. understated words      creating an illusion and so      slipperysilverfleeting with dark corners coming      alive under the      pretense of fiction      bent but not      broken. they know that they are beautiful.
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 12:59 AM UTC
Make Believe