and so the bread lies bleeding in the corner while
your heart lies passive on the cutting board.
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posted by doriandra
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eventually, even nice, happy, smiley people have to eat shit
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posted by cocaine jesus
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Rabbit or Rat?
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posted by stickleback2.
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Find me a burning cinder
I can hold in my hand
Till it turns your
heart black.
And I will not
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posted by inkblot
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speak to the dark angels on discharge
Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!
Saturday, August 19, 2006
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