@ 2011-11-15 – 19:38:17Pieces of hate. I would tear out my heart rip it from my body seal it in a casket like that bloke from the pirate film. Maybe I would cast it, hurl …
@ 2009-08-06 – 08:27:50[ ... ] aching heart. What could I say to such as these? My words would be a guttering wind against tense tympanic membranes. No more than tinnitus and ...
@ 2009-07-11 – 12:40:07Celebration. Nobody came to light your candles, blow out their flames. It takes a strength of heart and mind to face disappointment leave it behind. You're …
@ 2009-04-27 – 19:47:02[ ... ] and in my skin tingling, effervescing, telling the story of my heart in a way that words never can, never will, no matter how I try after I wake up.
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