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strung
She wears hickeys on her neck like a string of pink pearls, a gift from her beau, relics of kisses spun visible from the passion in her lover's breath. In French class someone says "L'amour est vraiment chere." and she pulls down her collar to let her baby bruises show for her seatmate to see, like a bride showing off her diamond ring. Love bites like candy, a string of rubies on her collarbones. She feels expensive as hell.
sleeved
She sleeved her wrists in red tiger stripes criss crossing into one million X's, into one millions warnings to go away, one million chalk lines marking the time spent living a life that was dead. We treat others as we want to be treated. How long must she have been pining to leave?
pixels
His prickly blue eyes were like lock picks in the way they sneaked up on you. When his gaze bore down on you those two tiny cyclones would silently work their way into yours and down through your pulse, creeping with each beat, quietly unlocking the chambers of your heart without you so much as realising. Only after he is gone do you realise that your heart has been left open and your soul is pouring out in a long slow trickle that follows him down the street. The underside of your skin buzzes with pins and needles.
barren
Lost in this desert I must imagine the sand as a billion crushed up gem stones Still the latent sparkling grows dull and barren to the mind after a while
barren
Lost in this desert I must imagine the sand as a billion crushed up gem stones Still the latent sparkling grows dull and barren to the mind after a while
barren
crumbled secrets and fragmented emotions drip through my veins like shards of glass pricking at my insides sparkling through my skin Perhaps if all the world were made of diamonds they would be less beautiful to us
shattered
All I know of myself is a reflection scintillas of sugar snap crispness refracting syllables of light a shattered image a crumbled figure given clarity in a sheath of crystals yet my vampire soul remains occult and thoroughly clandestine never denoting itself in photon forms
wafer
Shards I'm waiting for the boy like liquid nitrogen Who freezes roses in a single caress. Who lets them fall and shatter.
wafer
the heart is glass Your words made cracks the shards: splintered in my tears the skin is thin like cotton sheets your silence leaves me threadbare
lullaby
sleep tight baby on the ocean floor may the soft waves carry you forever more may the kisses of the fishes sing the body's law sleep tight baby ever more
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