

untitled 200707Melted ice-cream words each made sticky with conviction sliduntitled 200707
from out her soul, all angry heat and hormone
staring with intensity from empty little (incomplete) securities and lies; stale
Bile writhes within my throat disbelief to now and then
how absolute ones hack right through (societies old antacid) complacency; stained then
rose the shame which changed the inside buds of future circumstance.
&nbs


221204 surburbia/221204 surburbia221204 surburbia
i live in surburbia now, with the noises and no trees. where rosella's only squawk not sing and the sunset's brief as the horizon square.
i live in surburbia now, where the grass is cursed for growing; my neighbour's cat lords in my backyard, stringent in ignoring me.
i live in surburbia now, bullants stalk despite petrol poured, Roses fight for space with weeds and ginger spreads wild up to the lemon tree.
i live in surburbia now, the train keeps time til 1am
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he would walk like a ghost through the atomic streets
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"he didn't want to be alone."
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"he didn't want to be alone."
i appreciate your close look :).
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"he didn't want to be alone."
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Armed, dangerous.. sticky.
I had a point... Ah yes, thanks for the watch!
LadyGekko.
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"he didn't want to be alone."
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iamnauseousverynauseoussuchapr itteelittlefuckedupgirluglygir lontheflooronthestreetatyourfe etsuchasick
sadtwistedlittlefuckedupgirlfu ck...
I have no mouth, and I must scream.
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