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Feel anything Not even the skin that you Were in I was the only person You could talk to Which caused problems Because your mom Thought I was Insane She didn't want us Speaking anymore And you thought


Outside The BoxIts very dark and Im lying on the floor. I open my eyes to find no one and nothing except lines of sunlight coming through the window above my head. Its cold in here and I dont know what time it is. My watch doesnt work and my cell phone has no service. I stand up and look out the window. I see a fence but nothing else. My shoes are gone and my toes are freezing. I looked back towards the darkness and start to feel my way around. I press my hands against the cold gravel and wrap my fingers around the embedded pipes. I think Im in a basement, but Im not really sure. I slide down against theOutside The Box


Midair SentenceInches from the ground Its broken She reaches through the sound And in the darkness her eyes are open Speaking with dashes The wind is stiff Water rushes Not as though shes running off a cliff Wings were surrounding Posted notes on the invisible walls In the very depths of that small rounding Post traumatic misguided calls In the darkness she hangs in midairMidair Sentence
From the strings of life that isnt fair
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Rena
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Stephen
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Member of =Ultra-Fractal
Im megzlilpegs from h-w
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kiss me goodbye, im defying gravity.
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"Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught will we realize that we can't eat money."
"I'm carrying the fire."
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~Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
~Then as it was, then again it will be,
Though the course may change sometimes rivers always reach the sea
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Jess
how are you?
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Im glad that youre older than me
Makes me feel important and free
Does that make you smile, isnt that me?
Sweet Thing - Bowie'74
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Proud to be a Bridget Licker.
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