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Mollypop
- CA
- Last Record: 2012-10-17 07:27:04 -0700
- Joined: Aug 19, 2010
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I wrote a wall around me when your stories were too cruel I sat inside and ate alone Refused company or news I told myself I'd never leave |
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Once I ate a star that burned in my belly for a thousand years, warming all of the organs which orbited it, and even shedding light on far distant spaces <... |
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Do you know how yellow tastes-- when it's mixed with the purple center of an orchid? My best moments taste this way. When I am inbetween two moments, remembering, my tongue first bur... |
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1,2,3 planks hover over gravel banks skipping over rail road tracks in boots and stripes of whites and blacks
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The year is divided thus: a) days that make no sense. b) days in which the nonsense makes sense c) days in which the absence of sense is a thrill, which also ... |
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Before there were maps, compasses or stars, I found you still. |
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He's been stuck in my head awhile now building houses with colored bricks I have provided, towers hundreds of feet tall to cast me in shadows towers which, i'... |
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Shifting wings both green and blue Syrup eyes like morning dew Ears carved into a feathered head trained for hearing what you've said The songs it... |
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