miranda-kathleenWhisper

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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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Nov 4, 2013
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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Nov 2, 2013
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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Jun 20, 2013
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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Jun 11, 2013
addiction quartetsearching for the last one, rolling around, sad and half-bent in my bag / forgotten / well, almost
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Jun 3, 2013
dreaming alonecut me some slack, will you? / no, darling, I’m not awake / that’s why I’m talking to you
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Jun 2, 2013
ConversationGoodness, you are lovely! / Please, do stick around for a while. / Interrupt me constantly
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Jun 2, 2013
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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May 31, 2013
the roofthe open window is a portal / to sunshine or moonlight / and freedom and cigarettes
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May 30, 2013
IndecisiveI breathe in warmth / and the scent of cigarette smoke / and the promise of summer
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May 27, 2013
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