andrea blue as the day breaks
I call out to you to
discover you’ve
found your way
out of my life &
disappeared into
the crowd without st
much as a goodbye
or letter explaining
your absence a
deep chill overcomes
me I feel like
the dusk is closing
in on me

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ever dumbening the fuck out, shit 011126
AzAber A day so clear it hurts.
The chill of the winter sun robs the air of its haze. The wind blows through open blue nothing, revealing to all that clarity is beautiful, but painful.
meli Will it pass like a wave, or sink into your bones? 021207
anonymous -_-

I don't get it. I know in my heart if Jesus existed he would give me a clue. I am not talking about some old book with scary stories - I mean he would really get down with me and chill!

But the funny thing is...
I was walking home a few days ago passed the ghetto and three guys pulled me into an ally so deep and narrow it was like a tunnel. When I saw the first guy start to unzip his pants I just drop to my knees and started praying. Oh GOD! Oh GOD! oh GOD!

He just looked down at me and pulled out his nasty weenie and said - yah grl that's jus wherr I wans ya ta b. Then he tore at my t-shirt until my breasts where exposed. Then pinched my nipple soooo hard with a twist I almost fainted.

I could smell his stinky crotch as he pulled me near. I wanted to scream -- but all I do was whisper. No lord, please no.

Then I heard a whoop whoop cop car thingie sound and saw a bright light shine at the end of the tunnel. Next thing I knew they all ran like roaches when you turn on the light.

OK so -- it was no burning bush but it sure saved mine! Perhaps I'll have to reconsider this thing called faith!

kid andre I guess they make pills out of this stuff. 050525
Talula_Rouge Chill of the night

I see the horizon
the dark and starred
I wonder where you are
'cause I love you
but you're gone
I cover the water front
watching the sea
searching for the one, the true one praying he'll return to me
I cover the water front
thinking to plunge
into the night, the chill,the dark melancholy
Waiting to drown in your embrace
I yearn to hear you whisper
to feel you touching
to tast your kisses
I cover the water front
waiting for you
what's it to you?
who go