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for all we know the leaves written upon which the fallen very slight voice sounds hear them breeze despite despair they breathe and breathe 4:54 AM Nov 19th from web
where in the air wonder a quest best scene none t' be found nor bound thereto for the many abound in manifold enfoldments at the ready t' be 4:34 AM Nov 19th from web
spin a while scents direct feel for reel 'round turn t' each as well as learn thin 'n' sheer not quaint the same? via forthwith away away! 4:32 AM Nov 19th from web
~The tap of the keyboard, the click of the mouse... hollow sounds that echo in the darkness...~ 2:23 PM Nov 3rd from TweetDeck
tweet me 6:06 AM Oct 30th from web
and so, / everything resolves / little white pill of death 6:31 AM Oct 10th from web
For all the leaves that fell, there were little whispers. Wind sounds, regret, or last breaths. Moments, resting and waiting to wither. 10:45 AM Oct 3rd from web
"they polluted my air with smoke, exhaust, with sin, putting their ned before those of others, before those of our earth" -OSH 9:15 AM Sep 6th from web
i blinked. you were gone. a fragment clung to my mind, turning slowly... 1:59 AM Sep 6th from web
a hidden treasure / twitter love and poetry / sprinkled here and there 1:47 AM Sep 6th from web
Situations of stimulation often climax I just cant handle your seed Love is held like hidden treasure 3:41 PM Aug 16th from web
RT when today turns tomorrow light will glow around our sorrow turning frowns that fail to borrow inspiration from our love to bliss 11:43 AM Jul 21st from web
two saccherine weeks 8:04 PM Jun 26th from web
~ Hell In The Air: by JMPARADISELOST 10:22 AM Jun 26th from web
Despite blackened air she inhales Hell and Death burn through holy veils Round her head a halo shines from her wrists blood pours like wine. 10:21 AM Jun 26th from web
MJ embraces the eternal snooze,kings troops gather at first spoonful of news that an angel removed him from his moonwalking shoes.R.I.P 6:20 AM Jun 26th from web
That morning, we weren't ready to be woken, we weren't ready to wake the glass from the windows. Sand and fire were dreaming tightly shut 10:10 PM May 29th from web
shared fragments scatter across fine sand landscapes, shattered reflections of a former us, living outside the frame. 6:46 PM May 29th from Tweetie
circles in boxes/illusory whispers/laden with regret. 6:40 PM May 29th from Tweetie
A backward ticking clock in my head - daemons of the not seized. It´s me who is stealing my future into the never-gloom. Gone. 5:40 PM May 29th from web