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1000 Paper CranesI.1000 Paper Cranes
We whispered prayers into the corridors while I spoke into your ribcage, telling lies to our skeletons to help you understand.
you said they loved watching me wax poetic while I dripped candlelight into your hands.
we watched the dust motes cover our skin while I taught you how to fly. (you were always too afraid to fall and too afraid to land).
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It wasn't lovesongs we sang; it was half-forgotten hymns.
we never wanted to believe but you said ghosts exist without compassion, and with


the fact that i'm just finei think the only thing i remember about him are his knuckles. they would poke out from beneath his skin and lock his long skinny fingers into place. i always thought he'd make such a gorgeous pianist. i wonder if he could have been one.the fact that i'm just fine
i think it was about 3am and all i wore was a broken cotton dress and eyes lined burgandy and black. i think it was something special, because he stopped the laughter, and the laughter is so painful when all wanted is to hear or touch or scar my breath. at least in silence i know i'm alive, and not some ghost mistaken for a breather.
my arms still blister when i peel the skin, it's


i, the ever-scared lioni am breathing for the urge to tell you something beautifuli, the ever-scared lion
i do not kiss with lips but with sweet bones thrust sunward, wondering what it is like to be embraced by the arms of a skeleton
the king and queen and monarch (butterfly) crowns of roses or holly, winter brings cold and thoughts of you
i, the ever-scared lion, shudder in my sheets
i can show you fear in a handbasket, the girth of the sun snapping leather belts until our faces fall to the earth
the bottle was broken, message pecked by gulls- i hope you know i sa


Try To ForgetLast night he tied a tape measure too tight around her tiny waist and last night she couldn't breathe between gasps of I'm-dying and pour-me-another-drink.Try To Forget
Last night incoherent words spewed from his lips and she tried to make herself remember. She tried but she couldn't remember where she left her morals.
-- And in the morning Her bed will be empty but will still smell like him And like the night before When he kissed his way to her hipbones And left his fingerprints across her skin. She'll try to forget She'll try. -- And he'll only be around at night When she w


letters to the past.letters to the past.letters to the past.
dear boy, i'm beginning to remember to forget you again. there was a time where all i would wish for was to remember your face, and now, it's quite disappeared. there's still beauty in it, but i've come to
hate it. used to embrace this, but now, all i see is
filth.
dear boy, there was a time you cried for me. but if i remember, you hated to cry, but when i forced myself to open up and tell you something
sad, you said you leaked a tear. i don't know why i trusted you but i did. maybe it was the way you said it, or maybe it was the &nb
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