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fish to the bird.i think i've told you everything i need to say.fish to the bird.
between us there's nothing but gluttonous silence that swallows up everything that could be said and relases nothing back. come down here, you told me that sultry afternoon underneath obligation's sour gaze. we need to talk. Even though we both know there's nothing left to be said. Words can't breach that empty void between us.
Bridges across a chasm like that need to be built of more than air.
But you say talk, so we talk saying everything, &n
by ~shadow-waker
fade my minddrifting insidiously away from me a gentle teasing goodbye away from this desire. what am i without this? how else can i be different? what is left to give me uniqueness?fade my mind
It is gently gently erasing, this culture this belief slowly nudging ─craftily craftily ─ me away from myself.
by ~shadow-waker
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Imagine ItOf darkness I write as darkness I feel like a twisted end to a child's tale mutated pixiesImagine It
& dying trees
the gruesome elegance
plays out to die so cruely in lame hand Beauty I see of my shadow I leech to write of my soul in meager presentation
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- Interests: writing, photography
- Favourite movie: the bourne supremacy, x-men 2
- Favourite band or musician: don't really have any; i like random songs. paralyser, sweet dreams(eurythmics)
- Favourite genre of music: (con't) disturbia, when tomorrow comes (MLTR), kids, blvard of broken dreams
- Personal Quote: I deadpan therefore I am.
- Tools of the Trade: that thing between my ears. and no it's not air, sorry.
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and in that moment
the shadows of our lives
flit past our very eyes
and we fall away and die.
oh crap, sorry. too much happy-rainbow-bunniness for you?
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Mujer:
ni sumisa ni devota,
¡te quiero linda y loca!
women liberation
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and in that moment
the shadows of our lives
flit past our very eyes
and we fall away and die.
oh crap, sorry. too much happy-rainbow-bunniness for you?
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"If your pictures aren't good enough, you aren't close enough."
Robert Capa
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and in that moment
the shadows of our lives
flit past our very eyes
and we fall away and die.
oh crap, sorry. too much happy-rainbow-bunniness for you?
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