

MarieIt was a morning for discovery, the beckoning of uncharted hips, feminine breath and puffs of saccharine rapture.Marie
Found myself
testing the
breadth of her pockets, all sewn shut and planted in some hole in her womb.
Waiting for some,
other, patient fingers to pluck them out unravel their seams and pull them from her ecstatic wound.
Found only
a meadow of loneliness In the folds Of her yellow skirt Always warm and wet But not wel(l)- coming.
Y


Smile LiesMy smile liesSmile Lies
in the ink soaked margins between your lines, in scribbled out thoughts and blotted subtext and footnotes left to fester in your editorial eye.
Lost
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If you mind something, I'm sorry for what I'm saying above >_<
Teacher: ...and all these animators who work in hotels get tired of animating in about two-three seasons...
Me: *wakes up* Animators? Who said 'animators'?
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Everything I am, I am part of what I have seen___/
Love,
Keri <3
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"And to all you can depend, we're on a journey to an end."
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The world falls into disillusion
The only truth my own delusion
Spiralling in empty decay
What will it take to fade away?
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