where is the light? it is where it has always been.


crazy calmclosing her eyes as she approaches the crossing, daring death to meet her. smiling excitedly as the car skids in the rain, pleading with life to leave her. a moment of crazy calm. in a wink of a mad, mellow eye, she cries in pleasure.crazy calm
rain drops fill her coffee cup and she tilts her head, delighted at the gesture. puddles nag at her toes and she giggles, amused by the wet texture.
how can she focus, with so much at stake?
how can she say just one thing, when the world screams from inside? she forgets her heart is treacherous. she forgets that love is love and that means no excuses. but love is ... something she cann
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...look up... flowers litter the sky...but we look down...where the raindrop splatters...and we forget the spaces...the silent spaces
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Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere...
avatar made by the one and only=gespi
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beauty is the shape that love gives to things...
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I'm not lazy just disinclined to show my enthusiasm
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...look up... flowers litter the sky...but we look down...where the raindrop splatters...and we forget the spaces...the silent spaces
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I'm not lazy just disinclined to show my enthusiasm
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I'm not lazy just disinclined to show my enthusiasm
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