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Losing TrackI've never seen such stillness.Losing Track
She sits like a mountain, Distant and cold. Save her hands. These timid, fumbling hands, Reaching up to hide her Thin mistakes. And then it breaks,
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The steady Up and down heaving of a broken soul. Eyelashes flutter quickly, keeping the tears in her eyes. These full body sighs, remind of nothing, but how much i love her.
by ~jigglypoo
A night to dieOf all the colors in the breeze, she sees, only shades of gray. And in this dizzy darkness finds, a place, this night to stay. A man in black, he greets her, sweetly, and holds out a cold hand, And when she touches, hers to his, Finds nothing there but sand. And then a voice from somewhere near, Calls quietly her name, "Come in dear, and sit with me, lets play a little game." This voice she finds familiar, as it swims and swirls, then fades. And this voice she follows happily, Mind dreamy and dazed. From room to room sA night to die
by ~jigglypoo
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- Interests: Writing, reading, music, thinking,consuming tabasco sauce
- Favourite movie: my own private idaho
- Favourite band or musician: Interpol
- Favourite genre of music: New wave, synth pop, brit pop etc.
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- Personal Quote: "where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise"
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- AIM: ch1pped p0lish
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