veins creep along the inner corner
of your elbow, like ivy on fire or
foxes flying from tree stumps,
the ones i hear screaming outside my window-
like lonely people crowded on a
train and sitting in ugly silence while
their hands call out to be held.
the foxes make me cry,
and i forget to breathe
until we pigeon-step into the
vanishing points of the sky-
it's like
no one even knows it anymore;
no one remembers to think
it's beautiful to see the skyline melt; it's
everything and nothing- you and me, respectively.
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very well done, as always!
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I TRIED IT AT HOME!
avatar by xXMandy20Xx
i
--
we're just imposters,
posing as stars as we fall
from the sky,
*ohsostarryeyed
trying to work out why music gets melodies but hearts only get beats
*rachel-rhapsody
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
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I TRIED IT AT HOME!
avatar by xXMandy20Xx
i
--
i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
i
--
we're just imposters,
posing as stars as we fall
from the sky,
*ohsostarryeyed
trying to work out why music gets melodies but hearts only get beats
*rachel-rhapsody
NOWAIJOSE.
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
and you stole it, stupid.
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Married to the pen,
and we're both having an affair
with the page.
I love this.
Beyond words.
That is all.
--
"Where?"
"Oh, wherever men of my sort used to go, long ago. Wandering on paths that other men have not seen. Behind the sky. On the other side of the rain."
~Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell
But it's not like I could ever even come close to this...
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...with pudding.
Avataaaarrrr.
"Gay"? "Bisexual"? Don't you just mean "awesome"?
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