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Stains on blank
The signals are confusing
I can't make sense of the colours pouring from your mouth...
On edge-
Fractured once before,
the chasm still openly weeps...
I tried to draw pictures of rainbows;
you covered them with brooding clouds.
I said let there be light
You struck me with bolts of disaster.
Let there be love
You hit me with torture...
You drown my colours,
I drown in yours.
Let me be
There is no more to see
There is only black stains on blank.
lovely write :( though they
lovely write
:( though they sound like someone I would stop talking to :(
Much Love
Ashley
Very compelling. I enjoyed
Very compelling. I enjoyed this very much.
This is good! I like where
This is good! I like where it's heading a little refinement and wallah a. Masterpiece! Cheers SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
You Bolts
U-boats? Ha ha, a typo surely. I dream in hard adjectives and swift verbs, I see color pastel or vivid - or I am mirror-looking frequently ~~A~~
typo. thanks
typo. thanks
Blotters
I am loving the pen poised over the blot - inspiriing that ~A~