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Illusion IIIWhen I dream, I dream of glass houses with blue windows and foggy gardens full of strange colored flowers. Of abandoned hotels with doors that have been knocked off their hinges and walls that are overgrown with ivy. Streets left empty after a parade, littered with tiny pieces of glittery confetti and wilting balloons. Lonely tomb- like places. Sometimes, I dream about this one place. These barren, plains of firm, packed sand with cliffs and a deep orange sky, but it isn't night and it isn't day. The cliffs just fall off to more plains, identical to each one prior. There is no end to this place. And nothing lives there. It's just me. Alone. NIllusion III
by ~ContrabandBlue
I Promise to..A wedding ring Made of paper A circle never ends Love that never tarnishes Or a heart that never mends. No flies in the shotglass Her lover's lips are wet Though, not by her kisses; Another cigarette Another 15 minutes Thirty, then an hour Another grey night Spent alone In a placeI Promise to..
She should call home Her hope, it withers Like a flower Left behind, Her love has flown And she is only sour.
by ~ContrabandBlue
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no words of immense mind expanding wisdom here mate. sorry.
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*$%$*
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I wish i was a Warhol silkscreen
Hanging on the wall
Or Little Joe, or maybe Lou
I'd love to be them all.
Then all New York City's broken hearts
And secrets would be mine
I'd put you on a movie reel
And that would be just fine.
love ashley
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I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now
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I wish i was a Warhol silkscreen
Hanging on the wall
Or Little Joe, or maybe Lou
I'd love to be them all.
Then all New York City's broken hearts
And secrets would be mine
I'd put you on a movie reel
And that would be just fine.
aw, i hope you're feeling better!
love
ashley
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I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now
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I wish i was a Warhol silkscreen
Hanging on the wall
Or Little Joe, or maybe Lou
I'd love to be them all.
Then all New York City's broken hearts
And secrets would be mine
I'd put you on a movie reel
And that would be just fine.
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*When she smiles, is it real or the smile an assasin makes before he sends you to hell? She's an east-end girl.*
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