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dedication:i would like to wash tears. not just dry them or clear them. i do not want to place them aside like dirty hair or tarnished yellow suns. i do not want to move them an inch with the hand or a foot away. i do not want to arrange them like trinkets in a wonderful drawer. i do not want them to end up in records or anthologies of poem. i do not want to sweep them into bags and hide them in history.dedication:
i would like to wash them.
cleanse them like oil painted water lilies. remove the colour and then pocket the tiny colour. i would like to obviate the rivers on your multitude of lashes. court the rounded beads back to the water. i wo
by ~blackredroses
A Fake Letter To Life.dear life,A Fake Letter To Life.
I am beginning this letter from the brave confines of my musky basement where I am presently waiting for my dinner. it is cold in here, but, I suspect, not nearly as frosty as it is elsewhere. your letters are pinned to the walls like leaves to autumn skies. how are things on your end of the spectrum? are the buildings standing like mountains? are monasteries tall and silent? are cars still running until 2 am? does the sky pour acid rain on december 10th? do men shake gentle hands or break opposing bones? are nights as damp and forgetful? does literature still fail your brain? do dictionaries continue to put you to sl
by ~blackredroses
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Le Coeur Noir“It’s simple you see, first the blood reaches the first chamber where it is oxygenated. Then it is pumped into the next chamber where a valve closes behind it and the blood is then pumped to all parts of your body, delivering the oxygen rich blood that sustains life.” The professor explainedLe Coeur Noir
I knew that’s how the human heart worked, but I don’t care about life. I care about something else. I’m not sure what it is though. So I stayed after class to ask the professor how the heart makes the feeling of love. Even though I wasn’t sure what that feeling felt like yet. I was sure I had been close once.
“Where d
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beautiful thoughts *-* I like your gallery especially your ID, you look cute with a flower in your hair x3
My english sucks xDU
...i'm pretty positive that i miss you more ^_^ excuse me while i go to language power -__-
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