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  • "wow. seriously i did not want this piece to end. i got so lost in it. it's so beautiful and so amazingly written. "and when her lips met mine. she stopped trembling in perfect unison to the beat of discomfort. " so gorgeous. so perfectly gorgeous. it does make me a bit sad though. "
    Posted by dying angel on "there's poetry in her eyes." by Saint Sentient
  • "I think when you wrote this we were connected with some esp-onic. Drinking from the same bottle. A real wake up call, but one of those calls that you answer and don't hear anyone speaking. So you continue to destroy yourself."
    Posted by Army Barbie on "sepia.slurs" by Saint Sentient
  • ""but she'd speak to me specially. and now when I wake up on sunday mornings and look across the street. and see those sunday morning saints doing all their saintly things." oh this is simply incredible. I love to see you post... it is always a treat. "
    Posted by Mylissa on "call me dali, while I melt this clock." by Saint Sentient
  • "i keep picturing the broken people who are frameless in this world, under the bridge. . ..there is beauty, "i never tell her she's beautiful-- we're both liars" this piece feels so isolated and lonely, but such a raw voice you possess.. "
    Posted by Unknown on "the social standards of beauty" by Saint Sentient
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