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What do you write when everything's roses?
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OBSERVATIONS... Sunlight on petals forming rainbows through dew drops?
Blushing pink lips and vanilla dreams?
The crevices and valleys of sensuous skin?
The fluttering anxious anxiety lifting your soul?
Or just the boring shit of it all
Looking for a crack to split open
so you can walk away and fuck it all
Maybe then we'll have something gutral to write...
hearts grow cold and roses
hearts grow cold and roses die
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Hearts are crazy big little
Hearts are crazy big little fuckers arent they? Roses at least have a rime to bloom and luckily the die the same silk rose can get quite boring twisted brother sie. ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I Live These Images
They ruin nothing and enhance clarity xoxoxo with one big hug - allets -
Heh drama or over dramatising
Heh drama or over dramatising is a poet's bestest bud and biggest bain. Over thinking the feel of it in the descriptive narrative.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."