Jan 23, 2007 18:26
Cocaine kisses;
Your Breath Whispering Like The Morning Stars
Floating in this midnight sky,
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These Scars Are [ASHES] Designed To Hold My Bony Form In Place
Just Like The Eyeliner And Endless Narcotics
[acid glimmers like glitter gloss, the sparkle of fishnet rainbows and stumbling intoxiacated fairies]
They Lost Their ((plastic)) Halos [.LONG.AGO.]
&&. The stardust that falls as confetti lies on the ground, stitches to the broken earth across graffiti bruises
Sweetheart;;
there's no hope.
[But I Love You All The Same]