lady of the spells

there's hope on my breath
when you say you'll someday be able to make promises to me
and when you do, you'll break a few, as promised.

i knew you would say that.

but see, i've been out drinking with my baby.
and you've got that fantastic smile of yours
we know what we: mean
and so are you.
but this is what happens when you share ones secerts.
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+ just another girl, another planet.

lovely as sin.

i was waiting for your perfect being, so my soul could roam free
instead it's painted faces that fill the places i can not reach
i want your heartbeat buried in the sound of my sighs
living in the crease of your eye

distant and vague
would it have killed you to kiss me like he did?
i'm not swollowing you and your day old whispers.
+

.world #79.

im travleing through worlds.
like stars burning holes right through the dark.
"it tastes like space-"
while drugging my love.
but that's the problem with me
as soon as i started thinking about getting it together,
i got this mad craving desire to fuck it up.
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captivating acts.

we're alone.
i can taste your dreams.
you want to, but you can't
you need a full recovery.
you want to, but you haven't
Don't worry about the things that we just didn't know.
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No thanks.

I think this day is stupid

and i hate flowers.

you can find me @ MOE'S.

coughing colors.

your face has changed and my thoughts radiate fear.
she's so sick from the booze, but doesn't want to throw-up the drugs.
i've had enough.
the wounds; no longer flesh - only now do they rust.
a sober straight face gets you out of those clothes,
I will fake the way I hold you.
this whole time it was easy.
it only hurt when I told you he was better.

symptoms of you.

get me out of my mind, and get you out of those clothes.
what is it you think up when i'm tounging you down?
i'm having your dreams.
its the calming effect of your head against my small back
with pushed up red lather heels and arched backs
this nightmare is something to compare to the Resurrection of Christ.
this isn't just a waste of time, addictions made me smarter.

love.her.madly.

. i can be your favorite line

. i can be your whiskey face

. i can be your morning wood

. i can be your train home

. i can be your 6:03

. i can be your lost keys

. i can be your filled glass

. i can be your late night call

. i can be your promise made

. i can be your one drink too many

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srtung out coffee cans and telephone wires.

black caviar lungs. cocaine white skin. pornstar red lips.

i'm filling your void.

while you fill mine with her.

last night I fell in love and you weren't there.

x

. only when i say yes, . . admit you fucked it up .

Stolen summer Love

it began with no names, just a face.
a purple hoodie to match, a blocks worth a walk.
a strong character, self aware.
with an underlying serect, expose yourself.
Decline.


He put in, to sweep her up.
She accepted, knowing she was the backseat disco.
She buckled in for the ride; color me beautiful.

Days numbered, smiles brighter, hearts connected.
One soul dwelled in two bodies from now on.
expose yourself.
Decline.

a beautiful mistake if I ever saw one.


shortages became a sickness; birth of a separation.
reversed growth calls for ones success.


"I'm sorry"; translation, exposed. (n) also see transparent.
Like going down a one way street. once parallel, now polar opposites.


Memories fade, scars appear, still the candle glows (impact)
Only trying to forshadow the darkness with the light you hold now

Our (stolen summer) love is a cliff hanger.

Come correct, or get crossed out.

"Comfort is key..."