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03-07-05 8:34pm monday random thoughts. provoking disparate hearts. memories molding in the back of my head. sticky sweet rolls now hard and bitter. in my life i am both the antagonist and the heroine. in every life there are sides taken. both against yourself and with. all happiness has its expenses. all providers of their agendas. i try not to count how much i've spent. i strive only to break even. patridge family friends with alligator smiles. hidden just below the surface of the water are their toothy grins. they sing and dance for you just before they lunge to bite in. disregard the winter's stern finger as it points toward. blame and pain. they are unsolvable equations. just leave them to thier obstinence. there are plenty of numbers that will add up. no need. no need to have all the answers. it's safer sometimes not to know. there's so much less pain in letting go. 03-07-05 9:39pm monday lonely woman i'll never know. but from this sister planet. concentric orbits around the same dark star. parallel lives that can see, but never hold. dark rose maiden in telling cloaks. the more she hides it, the more it shows. frailty collides with strength into a potion that mesmerizes. she's beautiful. she's ugly. she's everything words were made to describe. she's dark. she's light. she's where they meet. and why. lonely women i wish i could know. beautiful threat to my sanity. my restraint. my solitude cries out for you. make me whole. |
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