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Carnival EyeSI'm tired of seeing. These sterile lights are hurting my tired eyes, don't you see this cycle? On and on, it's making me dizzy. You're making me dizzy. You seem cold, but i'm the one shivering. I hear you swallow almost ready to speak, but your voice is drowned by my exhausted words. On and on. Nausiating. Make it stop. And you did. Carnival lights are warmer now, Words quieter too. Only our breath is in time. You seem to forget how to breath, when you're choking on words. Carnival lights are almost gone, you seeCarnival EyeS
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Stars And MothsYou've shredded my wings, you tore and clawed. You've broken me. I'm no longer here. Are you happy? I hope you're happy now. You've got what you wanted. I'm gone. Gone away from your light. I'm completely out of sight, hidden in the shadow of your mind. I can't forget the clawing, you tore my heart, I don't want it back. Keep it in your pockets. With your stars and moths. I dropped a pebble in the river of your mind. It rippled. Big circles, little circles. You're like the original sin, picking and crunching. Sharing your siStars And Moths
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Unanswered PartyI danced on your table. I ran my fingers through your hair. You just stood there. Icey cold. Eyes wide open with no twinkle. No birthday kiss? Fine. I'll just keep on dancing. Jazz and blues, soul. You don't do tap anymore, you gave up that after you went pale and cold. Dancing. Everybody dancing, like a festival. My imagination takes me to places. Places that are damp and dark. Places of dancing. Why won't you dance with me? Why are you icey cold? Eyes wide open Eyes wide shut.Unanswered Party
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RapunzelShe sits in her room looking at her carpet. It’s as black as her long, ceaseless hair. The door creaks, she looks up suddenly almost as if she’s shocked that someone would take interest in her room.Rapunzel
He walks in slowly and sits in the large red chair opposite her. He speaks calmly, “Have you slept?” She tries to speak, the words finally come out, “No.” “Why not?” “Why do you think?” The girl replied in a child-like voice. “Don’t play these games with me.” “Once you face to who I am, maybe I will.” “Don’t turn this on me.” He shot back sharply. “I’m not.” She said calmly almost a whisper, a
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SEX.
ha ha, made you look.
love you xxxx
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'Choose DIY and wonder who the fuck you are on a sunday morning' <3
i like your carnival eyes shot. it is clever and lovely and sexah
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SEX.
ha ha, made you look.
thank you so much for the fav
the pic means alot to me
so i'm glad u like it
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he was batting, and i was dazzled by his swing
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...You can live in this illusion.You can choose to believe.You keep looking but you can't find the woods...
A r e y o u h i d i n g i n t h e t r e e s ?.
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'Choose DIY and wonder who the fuck you are on a sunday morning' <3
thanx
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