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enriched sociology.the allure that 5th hour lectures provide is the minds erratic wandering; every polite student becomes a forced isolationist robotically copying points from a battered projector the dusty lighting makes red hair comes off as a rustic orange like tree flesh after a downpour and this boy has locks and locks of it the view from the back row is blurry ergo interest is compiled on the motes of freckles that dust across his nose like cinnamon over a vanilla cake an orator rambles on battling the sound waves with a four level fan & the incessant droning oddly lulls impolite eyelenriched sociology.
by ~leastlikelyautocrat
passively tenacious.i have no desire to dissect you like 3 eyed frogs or stillborn piglets,passively tenacious.
nor understand you like people these days try to understand themselves i would just like a piece of your mind to call
my own, warm with the fuzzy feelings that
successful romantic
movies
p r o j e c t in the popcorn littered theatre lobby after leaving alone because venus knows
you live in my mind like an
agoraphobic
lives in
his
house.
by ~leastlikelyautocrat
ode to a comb.i must admit, i have neglected you quite a bit cutting my hair short and curling it and still now, i sometimes forget andode to a comb.
run my fingers through as if they could replace
the justice you did to my unruly locks. these days, without you, i run about with a bird's nest atop my head, those with the prim coiffures sniff at my matted tresses and consider me a slovenly bum, at best.
if only i could find you. i dare not replace you,
for i have
voyaged
to
target
and saw the meek selection of your kind,
at
high
prices
and shuddered. &n
by ~leastlikelyautocrat
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PerishingMy heart's been neglected so long It's decomposing here in my chest. The feeling is anything but wonderful And it can't be stopped. I've forgotten how to love. The infection's spreading and my lungs are Deteriorating also.Perishing
Could you just douse me in kerosene And end this misery tonight? I'm wheezing and aching, My stomach is going now too. Drink some liquor to speed Up the process and finish off my liver. Here I go doctor,
I'm perishing and you're just
Watching me as I reach for Your touch.
by ~Love-is-Distraction
Decrepit.by ~EmilyLemon
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