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Sonya
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Humming, humming, yelling, screaming...
The crescendo ignites as the fireworks of a new day sparkle in the sky of dreams, of fears, of the senses.
Inhale, endure, exhale, cherish...that which we feed off of as the minutes trickle down like rain on a crystalline window pane.
Savour the crimson gems that are our spirits and live freely in the tides of of love, passion, and wishes.
Inscribe your own personality with a quill upon the parchment of mankind and send the scroll above...
For Heaven is there somewhere...it is only hidden in the catacombs of doubt, of cynicism, and cruelty.
Open your eyes and gaze upon what lies before you...more prevalent than daily newspapers on fuzzy doormats across the sphere.
Realize that the flowers of humanity are blooming, wilting, and blooming all at the same time.
The visions are not sublime...
Look within your thoughts of yearning for connection, and don't be so surprised when you touch your own heart and slowly utter, "It is right here."
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megan
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i was so sick of reading anger. so much argument, so much needless hate at people we don't even know. i come to blather red sometimes because people can't seem to be kind. it hurts. it hurts to know that people are out there reading your words and changing them around, and always wanting to be 'right'. i'm sorry, i had to get that out somehow.
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Lime Rider
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it is right. here.
come around and find
some treasure up the aisle.
live and search
dream and wonder
what painful beauty lies beneath
this soil will never die
come back and find
that always
it is right. here.
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nomme
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but i am so far away
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cr0wl
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yeah. that's the picture.
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090721
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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