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Sleepless Dreams

The haunting colors of a memory that separates life into before and after swirls around me, a reminder of how it feels to reminisce while the rest of the world sleeps. The above reverts from clear diamonds to coal, soot smeared across … Continue reading

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Liebster Award

Guess what? Yours truly has been nominated for a Liebster Award by the amazing Jenny Li! You should go check out her blog, http://insatiablebeforedeath.wordpress.com/  .So, the rules of the award are: 1. List 11 facts about yourself. 2. Answer the … Continue reading

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Pawns of the Night

The day is bleeding into the edges of night, pastels seeping into the corners of the horizon line. In a few more minutes the rush of reality will become too bitter of a pill to swallow together, so we’ll mumble goodbyes … Continue reading

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Electric

Saw you on the corner of nowhere special and the imaginary, racing shadows with hands to your lips. We walked to the intersection of coincidence and fate, not wanting to let go, too scared to move past the yellow light. We … Continue reading

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Pink Staccato Night

It’s a pink staccato night, flourescent lights floating under a dull moon. The beat of glossy heels on decaying crosswalks in the most alive chapter of night keep my eyelashes intertwined for the slightest of seconds and my fingers dancing around the … Continue reading

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Live a life prosthetic, die a life pathetic

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More Than Sometimes

I think about it, sometimes. Okay, I think about it more than sometimes. But somewhere between the forever and the temporary we lost our way on our own little lonely path we guarded with so much fervor. It wasn’t really … Continue reading

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