Yesterday is too late
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Remember when you saved me? You didn't. I jumped. Guess who I found at the bottom of the cliff? Me. I found me, not myself. For crying out loud, the landing was softer than even your best seductive blow. I know one thing, I am not climbing back up to join again the pogo monkey [...]
Fuck the system
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This is going to go around and bite me in the ass. Imaginably, it will. I lived on a different planet and judging by the way people are on this one, I came from another galaxy. When the fuck was I teleported here and why? Here one can rape some delicate purple hair thing only [...]
A radio wave lost in space
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It is a very long and strait stretch of road. No curves… no hills… no trees - just one road going only one way. The horizon is chewing it at the end and I seem to be stuck stepping at the beginning. I’m thinking this road has no end and my feet stop, like a [...]
From going to here
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She was watching the ocean’s waves from a far distance and decent height, safe from any temptations of her daring mind. Every sound the ocean does is dampened by distance and it is crowded in the back of her mind as background noise just as the street life or its smells does. As it so [...]
Sadness
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The obsession of Sadness is to dissolve layers of ones comfort, charming its customers into solitude and pain, and change their perception upon sharp objects. Or is it…? Those ones magnetic to sadness attract something else that is more fascinating and nonetheless painful as advertised. Falling from the surface of world’s turmoil to unknown intriguing [...]
A good time to never be
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She took one step in empty space. For two seconds she finally had her first ever smile and pain remained on the edge starring down in disbelief all her way to the water. The air pushed her back as hard as it could. Water pushed too hard. FIN VonBeer
When she dreams
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She dreams again in my arms. The bar is full with noisy, busy looking folks and she ignores everything but my hot breath on her neck, coming and going every second or so. Why does my breathing puffs like a dying man when she comes? Is there something wrong with me? I see a doctor [...]
The yellow end pass
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I emptied the tea cup and placed it back on the table. This is my life now, this is my table, my walls… and this is the best I can imagine myself. Every day at 5 o’clock in the morning I’m starring at a tea cup. I am taking a long look inside the cup. [...]