pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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off

she was red lips and ecstasy
but her hair has now faded
and she is tied down by large sweatshirts
strangling the memories

what's a year?

the prelude to joyous reunions
pumping adrenalized melodies
and a furious desire to clean up

i do not want to surrender to the
idea
that this is just the way things go
and turn out over time

if i am pushing, there should be some pull
not just a crash to blank walls
creating cracks that i can not spackle
alone

daring the words to push past my lips
the question that dreads the answer

it is of importance to me
and only me

she is embarrassed to sway into the nighttime
rather to sit alone
quelling the headaches
and sour stomach

if there is no reason to change
than i shall shut all noises off

2:43 p.m. - 2005-04-01

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