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the beginning.Burning blanched boiled breaking skin encases her usual pale cold metal tin. Pealing off the red shell, she wonders if the sun is stealthily stripping her character away. The sun is reminding her as the moon never could about past childhood dreams, careless running through the sand, polluted oceans, never giving a thought to waste, to poison, to toxins, to sickness spurting from her unprotected shoulders. The sun is showing her how she's changed, unwelcomed nostalgia coming wave after wave, the sun is showing her what the people have done to Mother Earth, how they shouldn't be welcomed into her heart with such open arms, as they are. &nthe beginning.
by ~StarlightGoodnight
thursday.this is my hello, broken and wicked on a Monday. you're always so mellow, so yellow. this is my hello, you never told me you were made of may.thursday.
nerds without words, and more sheep to herd, don't be absurd. i was absent on jesus day.
this is my hello, savage and strange on a tuesday. don't mind me, pay attention to the show. this is my hello, i always hated this the best.
prolonged and wretched, teach me again, i'm losing method. this is the day that i can't create. tell me a story from your raincloud days.
this is m
by ~StarlightGoodnight
singing sparrow.good-night, starlight, fading streetlamps, flying from sight. i wish i may, i wish i might, beautiful ribbons, beautiful kite. what is wrong? we're never right. burn us with your thoughts tonight. will you save us from these cliffs? these treacherous heights? i'll sing as i fall, gestures through open air, wings creating disturbance, glory unfair. i'll sing this lullaby, sleep if you dare. good-night, starlight, i wish i may, i wish i might.singing sparrow.
by ~StarlightGoodnight
Heated Hearts.Seemingly shocking, Endless clocks stopping, She's grinding down fast on hips made of glass, Sink or suffocate, tidal waves reaching and pulling, flowing, breaking the sky in two. Breaking my ribs into pieces you can carry, tucked safe under your soft pink tongue. Chew carefully, I never said I wasn't hazardous.Heated Hearts.
Words breaking through the brittle bones of my exhausted arms, razor-edge marks possesing the skin, my brain falling through like brightly colored yarn. I'm no Juliet, dying in vain, but in reality, it's the green earth marring my shame. My red blood cells diminishing, the white creating, over-flowing, o
by ~StarlightGoodnight
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