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by Lia Browner
RIGHTThese thoughts are barly holding on..these thoughts are close in my head...a light wave of myself..I stare out thinking..I can almost picture my thoughts blowing away for eternity..the blackest velvet night sky. A whisper from a scream in the distance ..forever to remember..I fall into you..I'm lost in your gaze..I think for the right words..I can only think of nothing..those almost there thoughts ..dying into crimson..
The swishing away of the breeze in the dark..farther from me you fall..my arms reach into nothing..a swamp of time..I hold outstretched ..my arms stuck I want to retreat but the stillness holds me back. Shivering fright ..almost there..I hold my breath until the last slight..gasp.
You stand at the foot of my bed..staring at me like a paper doll.. I eat these Valentine hearts and kiss the air that could be you..Ten roses lie on the floor..the room drowns in the sea..burning candles of desire..sweet honey dreams of emptiness..you're ever so perceptive to my thoughts..the thoughts that are close in my head..barly holding on..
A voice of beauty speaks to my feet..spoons of cherry cough syrup dribble on my lips ..There's a slight sense of pleasure in the numbness..I sleep all day and cover myself in candy bubbles..citrusy scent of the air tickles my nose..and my thoughts drift back to the ones that are barly holding on...the ones close in my head..that will never go away..here forever in my jumbled mind of foolish blue green twilight memories..
Lia Browner is a young feisty female who enjoys every art known to the hands, eyes, and mind. She thinks every girlie should kick the habit of trying to be submissive, passive, and little Miss America.
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