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paper devilsi stored a life on flat white sheet coal and chalk, like salt and peat preserving flesh i formed in sleep cut from rears of counting sheep.paper devils
now paper devils plague my dreams devouring mad those sights they seek. a memory, roast on long low heat my favorite and most marbled meat.
hand drawn demons hunt in night taking from me what they might. leaving little for the light, save
what forms when pen and paper fight.
by ~unattached
high hopesFalling feels like flying until you hit the ground. Then it feels much more like dying, as you collapse, compact, crumble, and cry. You hear that gruesome, thudding sound. Now, bleeding in the dirt, you wish you were falling.high hopes
by ~unattached
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- Current Residence: palm coast, fl / bx ny
- Interests: music|writing|drawing|breaking things
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- Favourite cartoon character: the ugly one
- Personal Quote: dum spiro, spero. dum spero, vivo.
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I suppose this is me slowly dying,
smearing myself against you, against the words I write,
leaving little bits like bright red Christmas presents,
moist and smelling like old iron artillery.
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~trendwhore9d my big brother
~legionofmeanies my littl brother
~NotInStock my stock account
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Miss Envy
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"I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure.
I make mistakes, I'm out of control, and at times I'm hard to handle,
but if you can handle me at my worst, then you deserve my best."
[m.monroe]
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