Sunday, February 22, 2004
Orchid Grove of Lilies Death
Pale moon retreat oh nay the song of death foreseen in golden glades of endless spring Wild virgin wings upon the lilies bright buds of white enclosed in bells chastise in melodies To drink in mirth and die in flames of wisdom rot and sold upon Venetian courts Knowledge penned in gold thread words... Sign in to see full entry.
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Wednesday, February 18, 2004
I was once branded tarnished tasted projected infected misguided smudged wounded tossed aside stepped on tortured and molded into fashion as you boned my soul dry. Sign in to see full entry.
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Saturday, February 14, 2004
I clothed the naked sun sullied for the intimate way the warm rays feathered the garments of my existence turning me inside out. Sign in to see full entry.
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Sunday, February 8, 2004
Reckless Recluse virginal deity lying in the limelight spill yourself into the arms of passion comfort your body with the rushing fulfillment of an actual breathing living soul and tell me once and for all do you still feel dead inside? Sign in to see full entry.
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Friday, February 6, 2004
Streams of yellow sung below the pitch of momentum traveled by way of open road two gambling dice seats of black leather dusty with crumbs searing adhesive legs a disheveled self dyslexic bee hive cleaner than violet stripped of helio-light Sign in to see full entry.
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