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- Last Record: 2012-08-09 04:47:36 -0700
- Joined: Jul 27, 2012
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Does it still hurt the second time you look. The moment after the blink, after the crescendo of relisation. After you break the news to the corners of heart and your soul. After the teeth bite lip, after eylashes flicker like the moths wing of relisation. After the ginger taste of the mix of sadness and anger at the back of your throat. Does it still hurt the second time you look. |
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Rough and not word for word accurate science ~ Home. Home is where the heart is. By this does the omniscient narrator mean the physical heart. Well then... |
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This was a sort 5 minute writing challenge I guess. Fluff. The fluff of a belly button, the fluff of sheep skin torn on barb wire. The fluff of a ripped child&rsquo... |
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Hmm sorry this is a bit abstract ~ The Constructable Man's Best friend! Comes in 163 easily constructable pieces for hours of family fun! |
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A piece that is not about Grease. Sorry... ~ My Summer. My summers are of the hot and relentless sun, beating down with cruel intent. Summers spen... |
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My Summers. My summers are of the hot and relentless sun, beating down with cruel intent. Summers span long, spent sitting in the non-existent shade as the crickets hum; licking up d... |
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Hmmm I'm new at this but let see how this goes. I know its late but I wrote before checking if it was still valid. Oh well... It was fun. ~
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