miranda-kathleenWhisper

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IndecisiveI breathe in warmth / and the scent of cigarette smoke / and the promise of summer

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Time SpentI spend my time / drinking / writing

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an odeHere is tribute to my generation / I find that most people put on disorders as they please / like colorful scarves of false agony to lure the pure into the world of sexy suicide

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addiction quartetsearching for the last one, rolling around, sad and half-bent in my bag / forgotten / well, almost

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the roofthe open window is a portal / to sunshine or moonlight / and freedom and cigarettes

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NightsSome nights I feel that I could swallow the universe and concentrate it all into a massive burning star right in the center of my chest / And some nights I feel so weak and sad that I can feel that star die inside of me and I want to retire into darkness / Most nights, however, I feel like I am simply a particle floating through the void, waiting to be swept up into something greater

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and you...and you ran away to zibalee / and put two hands in the runic puddle of the daylight / and you threw away Athena's kisses

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#17Your judging eyes on my scarred hands shaking with a Marlboro red in the joints / Ugly nails and pen on my knuckles saying LOVE and HATE and it's all smeared like a bug on the windshield / You have lovely eyes. Even when they look so mean at me.

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hit*I'm sick and fucking tired of being treated like glass about to break. / I want you to hit me.* / I can't.

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for youI found you in between days of childhood and days of old age. / I found you in the pages of all of my favorite books. / I found you singing quietly in the back of the class,

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