| didn't you know giants always sleep with their eyes open? hah. (: |
a feeling i can't shakeFunctional thoughts withouta feeling i can't shake
functional logic My brain waves collide. Under years of dust they collapse on collected pages
of how many days does this week have left, again? of, I thought you might say that. of right foot, left foot, right.
I scare myself when I think of the volumes of moments
that have glided along like ghosts before they even passed. anticipating anonymity. i hate to know that they clawed out an existence so they might be
noticed.
but it's every human's mechanical flaw, "i'm sorry. i never saw."
Peach milk, garden screamerThe bitter chain of diamond summer The inky moans of those hoarse, club shaken throats,Peach milk, garden screamer
These picturesque strangers, whose next turn could crush all past, produce the floods, and soar:
Sweating, they crash again, and carve their names, their sweet Christian soul given names, into the dirt of the ground
Now, a cut, A rust in their mothers' hearts.
But, it feels so good to be harsh and lost and fallen
Sacrificed to that dirt-poor, polluted air of the night, Cradled in pity and blood and sex They remain y
| I'm Daisy. I like to legally deface things and call it art. Nice to meet you. (: |
Dude!
Optimism
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You're the first random deviant who answers my comment
Nice to meet you!
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nice to meet you too. how are ya? (:
How 'bout you?
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