février 2012
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Submerged
It was the coldest water, indigo encircling my being like the finest of silks. You were the harshest wave, your needles piercing through the silk and attempting to separate all fibers. And even as you succeeded you did not fail to stop, gazing at my wide eyes which reflected all the sharp dusty brown rocks you determined were my resting place. Some quality you possessed at that moment, or perhaps...
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It saddens me,
to only see falsities in your movements, to see dullness in the sheen you used to possess so naturally. I am saddened, by your absence all of that was enlightened within you. You are dark, damp, cold and what’s worst is that you are a shell of your former being. Good luck to you, I hope your soul find’s its spirit soon. Watching a corpse try to produce convincing emotions is much too...
iraffiruse:
“You were sick, but now you’re well again, and there’s work to do.”
– Kurt Vonnegut (via loup-petit)
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