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She was always tumbling. Down, in circles, it didn’t matter. It was endless, anyway. There was no time to think why, how – she barely had enough time to stay alive. Someday it would all make sense. But for now she just had to cope with an eternity of tumbling.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 06.18.2013 @ 12:19 pm
she lights a cigarette because she can’t sleep. she watches the smoke dancing around her and drifting away into the night. she watches the light of the cigarette iluminating her room and smiles. she turns of that light and falls asleep
» Posted By bellatrix On 09.02.2009 @ 11:34 am
i lay on tall grass
searching for forms on clouds
and your face appears between them
you are my favorite pastime
i wonder how i forgot about that
i want to apologize but your face was already blown away
» Posted By bellatrix On 08.14.2009 @ 6:45 am
i’m stuck! conditioned by my own mind. my brain locks me with unbreakable chains of thoughts. i can’t get out of here! i need to break through
» Posted By bellatrix On 08.12.2009 @ 6:18 pm
A hurricane of the body, it takes a small time but it lasts forever in your memory.
You met him, you saw him. He had something more or, at the very least, something else.
To touch him, just of one hand.
To seek him, just your entire life.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 07.06.2008 @ 8:16 am
It was hot and something gloomy hung in the air. I saw him, lying like a tired wolf in the frontyard. He seemed to want peace and quiet.
It was very hot and I looked at the house, the young man almost asleep in the sun and my old sneakers.
It was holiday and something was going to happen, I could tell.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 07.05.2008 @ 1:50 am
Favors and flavours mixed in a pot.
A flower above it.
A shower of rain or not.
Favors and flavours living in one
And all those lovely fairy tales
Favors and flavours
Mixed in a lot
Give life something else
Exotic or not.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
He smelled of cupcakes and he had big brown eyes. Big chocolate chunks of eyes. A heart that melt or so you thought.
He seemed sweet under his baby blue sweatshirt. A sweetshirt, I should say.
He smelled of cupcakes and looked like a piece of candy every girl would want.
But soon, the tale of sugar was over. And something sour came accross him.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 06.30.2008 @ 6:58 am
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I followed a trail that led to a gate. A gate so green. So dark green I couldn’t stay outside.
Inside green again. A trail of bushes. A trail of grass. And a garden so wide and so deep I thought I would loose track. I stayed. And I walked. It became night… And again, it was the big trail of finding more.
» Posted By Bellatrix On 06.28.2008 @ 5:16 am