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9:43 p.m. - 2012-09-20
i am brittle
I believe my blood to be moving far too speedily, as i am sure i can actually feel it doing so below my increasingly pale and thinning epidermis. Rushing..,rushing like rapids of a river, heading inevitably towards the distant dying sun that hangs like a bloody smear over the cascading waterfall that will crush me with it's powerful force. Having said that, sometimes i can sit majestically in a sea of green and gold, staring into the past of man's struggle against his fellow man, the rape and the blossom swaying and calling my name as i sew the beginings of my own laurel wreath and sob purely because of the solemn beauty of it all.
S T R A N G E B I T S A N D P I E C E S
They suggest pills and medication to make me mutual. After all, They say i am unmutual.
Well, They are right, i am unmutual. I am the letter that was never written, the page that cannot be turned, the ship that floats underwater and the tiger without stripes. I am Peter the Piper and the Fire-Lighter. I am the cat on the roof that remains aloof. I am the temper tantrum, i am an old French lady. I am a shoe.
C H E D D A R C H E E S E & P I C K L E

 

 

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