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Fumbling Toward EcstacyFumbling Toward Ecstasy The many facades of loveFumbling Toward Ecstacy
Number One.
you’d always remember the way she felt, and the way she breathed when you held her
tight enough; and how you thought her imperfections were the most beautiful thing about her – because you knew her tilted smile was worth more than money could buy.
and, you scolded her when she complained about her body; you ran gentle fingers down her spine and taught her the truth of anatomy. somehow, you knew she liked it, even when she pulled away and stared out the window, as
by ~quinthealmighty
... learning to fall.And the rain came again, falling like a memory. Like every other memory, it too would be lost in the folds of time; and, it rained harder than before, heedless to the foreboding thought that it too would fade to black. Cold fingers swept a trail down the curved spine of a withered oak, oblivious to what trivial emotions it ceased to express. In love, it relished, was no more to be in love than was to envision it. Cold fingers, dead to the significance that love was no more than a fickle alteration in the monotony, brought the old oak to a breathtaking climax before it fell, never to rise. Cacophony preached to the winds, cradling them in... learning to fall.
by ~quinthealmighty
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Today's Lesson Is TopographyHey, tonight’s lecture is on topography. Lie back and let me navigate, I’ve got all the maps. I will lead you down a course, discoursing as we go about those damn fool nights of two shots too many. Tonight’s lecture is no story, song, or rhyme but a lesson in math of the wildest kind. The geometry in our curves bends like so. Watch your footing.Today's Lesson Is Topography
Now, I’ve got some graphs for your ears which require closer examination.
I knew a dead girl once. Upon meeting her in that dark corner of Serengatto’s (it means something in one of those love languages of romance lands) she said
"Do you remember dyi
by ~Aishuu
With Every StepI dream of laughing with you, Under the sun. I walk a mile with a smile, But then the rain comes.With Every Step
I dream of peaceful nights, Under the stars. I make a plan to hold your hand, But then I push you too far.
I need you now, More than you know I do; But I can't catch my breath while my head is spinning. I keep climbing, scraping, scratching and crawling, And with every step I feel like I'm falling.
I dream of breathing, Under your smile. I begin to make you grin, But then I cry for a while.
I dream of sleeping,
by ~3HoursAway
from the sidelinesOver dusty shoulders I seefrom the sidelines
a world I'll never win, and I should be anywhere.. Anywhere but here..
Dirty chalk clouds slur through a city sky until they drop off the stale earth,
and this is my story, and I shall follow them, and I shall fall. Harsh and ugly.
We lived life like we were the only ones not broken.
Your heart was the fist matching my bruises,
we were misplaced children, collapsed from our worlds
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