

First Class StampThe beginning is illegible as if you wrote while on a bus; swerving country roads, over hills, avoiding lampposts and pigeons, with your I the only capital letter.First Class Stamp
Perhaps the red traffic lights synthesise your thoughts, choreographing a dance across this page and there paragraphs come: crafted with passion,
smooth like Belgium chocolate.
I feel the bumpy journey cease when I can read your words, dropped elegantly across the page like petals, without questions or a bee waiting to thieve pollen; and now


Little Legs Run FastChances, probabilities, likelihoods and maybes paint my walls with their indecisiveness,Little Legs Run Fast
while estimations float in my cereal.
There's just melancholy in this monotony,
when coping is no longer challenging;
Im ready to escape the chrysalis to live where banana skins open to reveal facts,
and you can trust the sky
to bring you a storm to destroy your home,
so you can start again in the freshness of summer rain.


Dog Walkers, Morning JoggersI consider for several moments being safe, and keeping to where I know. My perfume is still lingering in the air because I come here so often; the dirt tracks along fields and scuffing of the pavement arent all the doing of dog walkers and morning joggers. Knocking away the thought with an imaginary cricket bat, a foam one like the children across the green play with, I continue walking into a grove that has yet to leave a groove in my memory.Dog Walkers, Morning Joggers
I come here sometimes to gather my sanity. Ive convinced myself that it is able to fall out of my ear and be absorbed into the pillow while I sleep; some mornings I seem unable


Grins Like DaisiesHer reddening cheeks inflate and a theatrical breath scatters the seedlings of a dandelion.Grins Like Daisies
Eyes tight shut in wishful fantasy, headband glittering in sunlight; she grins like the daisies at her feet.
With buckles clasped around tiny ankles, captivated feet carry her along this
familiar tarmac route where she so often
unknowingly dodges broken glass, that at the right angle would magnify to a flame the yobs that crowd the corners of this green.
Smoke choreographs a dance upon her lungs
as she waddles alongside the grown up childre


The NewsYou can't trust the news, they only care about a good story, they don't care, they don't care about the truth at all.The News
The News wants to keep us in fear, we are more easily controlled that way. Control, lies, and truth-twisting, enjoy it folks because this is: The News.


Chance MissedThe way I pull my nylons over my knee makes me think. The way I type these keys makes me blush.Chance Missed
Along with your eyes on mine.
No, you don't know what it's like. No, I'm not good at this.
I am so flawed. And here's another...
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The more I learn about you the closer I want to be. The more I see you The more I am ashamed of me. I'm pretty but not your type. I'm funny but not captivating. But your eyes are
Devious Comments
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a member of enlightened-poets [link]
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She aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
- Bob Dylan
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Dad: *DaveJeanes
Sisters: ~WingsOfTears *Darqueness
Brother: ~deadbob12
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She aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.
- Bob Dylan
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"One of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night." - Margaret Mead
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Visit my
Member of ~Evanescence-lovers | *Ev-Fanart
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You only live one of these small little lives, so live dangerously...but always have a safety net.
Isn't Sussex a leading centre for AI? That should make psychology interesting?
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
"I'd tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past." Tom Waits
a member of [link]
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Dum spiro spero.
I disagree, strongly.
You are an artist.
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Dum spiro spero.
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The Gentle Hum
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Sometimes people leave you
Halfway through the wood.
Others may deceive you,
You decide what's good.
You decide alone.
But no one is alone.
-Into the Woods
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I write, therefore, I am.
Be kinder than necessary. Everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
thank you very much
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
You're very welcome.
I see, I see, thanks
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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Dum spiro spero.
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