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I'm wide awake
By to love a psycho
Morals have come crashing to a rising halt to no avail
False bruises that hide til the last show stopping number
finaly reveal their true colors
which is not black or blue
but more of a gray
like a misty night sky
A spark of twilight like ash shimmers in an unseeing darkness
leading to a point in time where voices hack and cough
Homeless people tan much to the envy of house dwellers everywhere
bringing forth guilt that they indeed have a place to put their hearts
Snakes slither into nightime windows left open for escape
My eyes are still open and it's morning
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© 2007 to love a psycho
Published on Wednesday, July 11, 2007.
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On Saturday, February 16, 2008, island warrior
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wrote:
I could almost touch this.
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On Thursday, August 2, 2007, Bella Butchery
(724) wrote:
and when the bullet hits, i'm wide awake.... i loved this.
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On Sunday, July 15, 2007, The Crimson Queen
(918) wrote:
You paint such a clear yet blurred picture in my mind, restless thoughts.. ultimately, I just love the imagery. *hugs*
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A former member wrote:
interesting write -like the madness of a sleepless night -some cool ideas and nice imagery. I enjoyed.
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