pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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a friday like any other

swallowing expletives
bittering unsweetened wine
makeshift lullabyes

there's irony in the high that
inspires the music
that the non-druggies love

if i hurt enough
to place blades sideways
do i share an unspoken connection?

do past lovers come to call
perusing the texts
to compare then to now?

dollars are nothing
unless they buy the way
to tangible bliss

the screen is blocking out the bugs
the breeze is the caress i've missed
the room is musty, still

all i ever wanted
is encompassed
in the words i write

hidden, only to be seen
and misunderstood

7:44 p.m. - 2005-04-01

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