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Braille.I could wrap you in sheets of watercolor and layers of knowledge. I could collect you like butterflies and hold you like a photo album. And when I kiss you, I expect you to tremble beneath my touch. And when I embrace you, I expect your fingers to glide over me and memorize me like Braille.Braille.
When love blinds you, I want you to learn how to read the indentions there. I want you to know that I will never leave you. And when I show you the shapes of pain and pleasure I want to be the one to dry your tears.
And the one who holds you at night when you smile in your slee


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Chapter Three: Death
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On the inside, the destruction was far worse. Boards were rotting, and some of them were missing. The wallpaper had been slashed from the walls, and--from what I could tell--most of the doors had long since been torn off their hinges. I suppose it was a stereotypical place for a group of fiends to carry out a crime, just I suppose it was stereotypical for a band of lowlife scumbags like these to pick on a little girl. Maybe even a little cliché.
My arm bled lightly close to my shoulder; I felt the liquid soaking into the ripped fab


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Chapter Two: Fire
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The world is a beautiful place, despite all of its imperfections. I love the sound of a childs laughter, and I love the sight of a new mothers tears. I love the way wounds form scabs, and I love how people pick at them even though they know it will just start bleeding again. I love the way the moon controls the oceans tide. I love the sight of people holding doors open for strangers. I love all of these little things so much But when I look at this world as a whole, when I see bad things happening to good people, when
| Poetry and Prose |
by `girltripped
by =Apri1| Mea Expressions Sirens of Rose Photography by: Mea Kathleen ~Part-time Poet and Photographer~ Is the illusion finished? Am I still tainted? Do you still see a monster, or do you see a flower, or do you see a lamb, or do you see a broken poet with mirrors for eyes and glass for a heart? Hearts of glass are the worst kind of hearts to have. How could one possibly beat without breaking? It just breaks. I want to paint the clouds black. I want to fall apart in your arms and let you put me back together. I listen to music and imagine figures dancing on a lit stage. I want to be one of those figures. I want to interpret my thoughts through motions and lyrics. I am tired of being your ocean, which is much too dark to see any more than the choppy surface. I want to be your mockingbird. I want to be your little sunshine girl and your best-selling novel. I want to be the gentle breeze you embrace in the summer when everything else is failing you, and the kindness of fate is all we have left. |

| If anyone has any requests, feel free to send me a note! I do requests! But, I am not a porn star, got it? Do not ask me for "sexy nude pics." I don't do them. I'm not here to show off my looks; I'm here to show off my ART. I'm an artist, not a porn star. So, if you're looking for a porn star, please don't visit my page. Lately I've been doing Stock Requests. Need stock? Feel free to tell me what you need, and I'll do my best to get it for you. Though, if you use my stock, I expect credit and such, blah blah blah. You know, common courtesy. But, please. Feel free to request photos or stock. I'm open to suggestions as well. |
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Fiesta's Taking A Siesta!
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"I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art "
Hold the S because I am an ain't
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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"I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art "
Hold the S because I am an ain't
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"I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art "
Hold the S because I am an ain't
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"I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art "
Hold the S because I am an ain't
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