and_colours_fade
from now on night tightens its hold
in the cold i listen for dreams 		041020
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mourninglight the night time streams through the boarded windows...
whispering
beckoning
a cat in the night
with ice in her eyes
and fire in her belly 		041021
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.&. and it doesn't_matter 050114
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.&. whatever happens does 050114
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.&. and whatever doesn't doesn't 050114
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suicidalchinadoll blue to red,
to black
to dark, to deep

to fire
the colours smeared their lives over a spectrum of existence - down, down, to the water table,

and beyond, following the twisted paths of eroded rock, and lime.
salt and sand and blood run their course through the memories of your spaces, and your face

is etched
though it's colours fade 		080524
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suicidalchinadoll acid runs in rivulets over the surface of the stone
colourless
lifeless
defining

and love grows deeper with each passing year, though the colour has long ago washed away - the texture brittle and unforgiving...
cuts life into stone

memory into mind

though the colours fade 		090623
what's it to you?
who go 		blather
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