The Girl From New JerseyThe Girl From New Jersey (Or, What Is Beyond The Bridge) It’s a Sunday afternoon, Drowsy and dark.The Girl From New Jersey
It starts to rain, black streaked Pebbles on a sky that gradually Turns black, As the world moves forward Inexorably, Beneath our feet.
In the morning, it will still be raining.
The sky, however, will be clear blue The pebbles streaked with gold And rainbow-scars drawn tight Against the slowly-softening light. - - - It is night And I hear the soft ‘thwip’ of the thread, Sliding carefully into its place.
Magnolia LipsIn Canada it snows.Magnolia Lips
It doesn’t snow here, in this strange country With its roads of sand and brush,
Its castle hills,
Its chessboard farms.
Only deep in the south does snow rear its head, And only high in the mountains does it pull A downy duvet of sunshine over itself.
But she wore that snow on her skin.
And when she bled,
The blood screamed scarlet on the snow. - - - Yes, blood screamed scarlet on her snow, And swear words tore her throat to shreds.
Her dark eyes blazed, Her lips thinned
Through The Hard Glass WallThrough The Hard Glass Wall i. Vicky I knew a girl at school and her name was Victoria.Through The Hard Glass Wall
she had glossy hair and freckled during the summer, but so lightly you could count each small darkened spot.
her lips were thin, and her smile was long.
she was smart, burning midnight oil, while she chatted behind peoples backs.
she bitched about me but I liked her anyway
ii. Humanities the woman in charge of Humanities at Victoria was adored, admired and despised…
…for more or less the same
Her Five Lovely Daughters1. Red Red.Her Five Lovely Daughters
Stretching for hills and horizons, hour-like eons, eon-like hours.
Red.
Red scratching against lips and forehead, some maddened priests baptism.
Throbbing and torn Curses and prayers tasteless tasting felt light bulb flavored blood, pooling in crooks and valleys and the mouths and hands of Her Five Lovely Daughters.
2. She's Religious The curses scorch Like fire, burning the heavens black.
They crouch and curl and scream their prayers crack i
RAGE
Disgust
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Stop being silly this is getting too silly
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I'm not crazy, I just have a different way of thinking than you
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"Now you see that evil will always triumph, because good is dumb."
-SpaceBalls
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Rembrandt painted 300 paintings. Of these, 1000 are still in existence.
"Bob?" asked Steve, "Jim", Frank replied.
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~目覚めたら 君がいて 光みちていた ぼくは生まれ変わった~
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Thesaurus: Hey baby, looking for a date?
Friia: You read my mind, good looking...
"Damn it, I'm gonna go cut me some mistletoe,"
"So this is how I'm gonna die: Killed by Innsmouth wannabes with a cauldron."
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It's not denial,
I'm just very selective about which reality I choose to accept!!!
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Thesaurus: Hey baby, looking for a date?
Friia: You read my mind, good looking...
"Damn it, I'm gonna go cut me some mistletoe,"
"So this is how I'm gonna die: Killed by Innsmouth wannabes with a cauldron."
Lts of Lv from "pip"
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Everything said in this signiture is a lie.
The above statement and comment is true
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