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the_edge_of_silence
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blue sky with clouds
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there are critical bits of unfiltered wisdom teetering on the borders of reticence. flammable words wih fuses unlit, each vowel and consonant ready to be hit.
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020430
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blown cherry
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silently screaming eachothers names so much is left unsaid but so much has already been aired I see myself reflected back by the wall that divides us arms break through the bricks but the tension hanging heavy in the air is thick enough to keep our lips apart
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020505
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(the edge of silence lurks as a negative wave front of absorption. energy is muted, amplitudes decline, dust settles. in the bottom of the curve is the diminishment, no return, and silence, taken from us as a force, descends. and stops.)
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041118
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unbridled
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encapsulates every ounce of my being
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041118
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She
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tottering right on the edge. Little too far forward and over it goes, with a scream that tears out every last emotion and throws it back in your face Scoot back a step, safe this time. Walk away shakily, swallowing on the noise that threatens to well up and out.
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041118
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gemaniacal
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is where you live beyond my reach beyond my suffering I can taste the bitterness and wish it were home flay me open bleed me dry for I am nothing without you
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041204
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Syrope
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i havent cleaned i havent eaten i havent prepared i don't really want to take care of myself right now. i want to wallow and be miserable. so tell me, is the way i feel about us suddenly now just an extension of me being miserable lately, or are you trying? i have nowhere to go, nothing to feel, that you won't see, you won't know. how come you get to be so cryptic?
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041204
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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