The Only Way To
“The only way to
forget you is to replace
your hands with his two.”
-EL
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Strong and strong willed. The maturity of a mom-friend. Spectacular advice in the midst of limbo. The quiet peace you feel while watching dust particles floating in beams of light. The gentle touch of a comforting nurse.
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Do a piece about time if you can :)
Finally done! Thank you so much for the suggestion! =)
“Her body reflects an illicit art piece
as each limb roots her to the sanctioned sheets
that are as white as the pope’s robes.
Her back arches and forms the bridge
between her soul’s immortality and my
immorality. God passes between her lips
in a blasphemous cry that can only
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Glistening beads not only rain down on her
temple, but they baptize my lurid sins
while fueling the lewdness of the night.
Others cannot and will never experience
the wrath that succumbs to serenity,
the burden of answered prayers,
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One, twenty-two and thirty-five.
1. What color do you talk in?
Hmm... I want to say green, but all the varying shades: pastel, neon, forest, etc.
22. What wouldn’t you do to help a friend?
Hmm.. that’s a hard one. I think it depends on how extreme the situation is. I don’t think I’d be willing to move to Mexico, change my name to Lola, and run the boarder--I don’t even look like a Lola!
35. How do you pronounce ‘crayon?’
The right way. Haha just how it’s spelled: cray-on.
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