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sizzling and boiling and bubbling up inside my body frothing out my mouth i need you i need you i need you i need you i can't live without you i will live eternilly in this moment and then it passes and i go back to normal i hate making eye contact with girls i meet miss right so many times that i've come to realize she's just a figment of my psyche, something to hope for while i sit immobile in my tired little shell it lasts for but a second and then its gone...
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bethany
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at 4 am , at the post office side entrance to penn station. the door was so heavy it took him and i to push it open. we walked down the stairs and were the only two beaming people in NYC. my train wasn't until 11, his left at 8ish. we kissed once and are meeting for new years next year. i can still remember his face. i look at boys everywhere and think, could it be him? could it be him? but i stay stoned faced and watch them pass because i'm not in love, it's just a 'silly phase i'm going through' eh at least it isn't making a dent in the hood of someone's car.
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yummychuckle
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if its fleeting, its not love. i am such a liar. didnt mean to be.
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pensais
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moment? 'oh you're so cliche' she would lecture. and in a fleeting feeling of freedom and creativity i thought it was about doing what i wanted to do. what i felt like doing. alas, i was mistaken.
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My love in this cold world Your flimflam Talk to me, Matt. Fleshly thoughts reek of, Sour devotion wishywashy songs stale on my early morning breath. King's garden Viled Poisons, pour into your ear creep into your mind. Void. no true meaning. I don't trust,I don't love, And I don't believe, when you say you love me. You don't even know me. Go ahead dear, Open two eyes, wide. If you did, you couldn't love someone like me. My prose is florid with hidden hyms; devoid of attending love Personal derision weighs on my chest I know the dirigueur. required custom show no depravity. to abdicate the Original Sin (too late). I try to run my water clear still murky brown, rust in old copper pipes taints hope for us. I am a derelict of love. shamed,to be to one untrue I stand beside you, but my love is his. Truely, not with you. Fleeting.
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jane
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i could get off right now
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oldephebe
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nice writing emo
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misstree
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moments flee, upturned tails the mocking white flags of gently startled deer.
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jordie
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a flash in a void a stripe of luminesence a band of reddish white a flutter of haze a shrill echo [without the throbbing beat which is the echo] life. the sting of a camera. [amazing how the bite can freeze that which is fleeting] people. truth. understanding. what fleeting is to me.
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what's it to you?
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