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tuba players and firetruckswtuba players and firetrucks
settling like i predicted in my metaphorically transparent state,
settling in bursts of cigarette static. carefully ignoring my foreign
warnings, unconcerned with apparently incoherent musings on
the topic of your tuba and inevitable lack of ability to play said
musical instrument.
x
tripping over poorly hidden tangles of limbs, and clumsily discarded
fire trucks. dragging you by the sleeve of your torn shirt as we land
head first in chocolate birthday cake and burn our fingers on hair
curlers. i still remember "eenie meany miney moe", and the empty
ci
by ~Unseen-wonder
quick, jump ship.she swallowed too many of the wrong colours, she doesn't care.quick, jump ship.
if she switches up
her time signature and
cuts out her tongue
will you smile?
this reminds her of hurtling down stairs and hitting the wall at the bottom with a crunch, escaping with only a fractured heart.
and of faded sheet music
and the sigh that escapes you at 6am.
she could borrow your dreams and tell you that bonfire night's her favourite, and
then will you
remember
the colours behind her eyes?
but, retreating over the hilltops would
by ~Unseen-wonder
reading beside the margins"what are you doing?"reading beside the margins
[i'm writing poems and pretending to be a writer.
i'm clinging desperately to the edges of sanity, for it's all beginning to blur. i'm not what i thought. i am not who i thought. i'm not accustomed to this trying lark, not at all.]
by ~Unseen-wonder
colour me differenti was scribbling with rainbow chalk sticks on the fresh pavement outside my house, clouds and ice cream cones. when my cousin said 'that's an awfully american thing to do' i shielded my innocent blue eyes from the summer sun and looked up at her. she scowled and skipped down the crazy-paved path. i never liked her anyway, she'd pull my hair and say if i told lies my teeth would fall out.colour me different
"you're beautiful
by ~Unseen-wonder
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random acts of kindness.
what else could you have to do?)
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| i miss fountain pens, and forgetting deadlines. pressing stickers onto workbooks, and playing hopscotch on grids drawn with chalk. |
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- Interests: writing, you.
- Favourite genre of music: indie.
- Favourite poet or writer: dA
- Operating System: windows xp.
- MP3 player of choice: pod.
- Tools of the Trade: my fuzzy little head.
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So,
I was like,
thinking.
And,
uh,
well.
These favourites of yours which I swore to keep until the end of time,
well,
they're becoming rather tiresome.
How hard would you shoot me if I deleted them and cherished them in my heart instead?
LOVE FROM YOUR ex?!FRIEND,
HELEN
XXXXXXXXXXXXXX
--
listlessheartssignhere.
♥?
i would only smile because you manged to keep them much longer than i would have, so please do go ahead.
Love from your (still) friend,
HANNAH
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
You make me happy! (whether you know it or not)
But why are you still? *shakes*
LUFF,
HELZAPOO
--
listlessheartssignhere.
♥?
--
maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me.
Thank you so much for the support.c:
♥nomi
--
We've become so dependent on our eyes
that we've forgotten that some view it in
e t e r n a l ♠ d a r k n e s s
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