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Glass Origami.You make origami out of glass and I am left transparent the whispers from your fingers hot and breathy spreading beauty with silent promises resolution rendered helplessGlass Origami.
by ~Calljeon
Counter.Raging sensitivity indecision among fools the naïve feel most at home. Tiles on the floor patterns that cause seizures an awareness of depleting life in the bones of human understanding they break apart and splinter, like kindlingCounter.
by ~Calljeon
I Am Not Courageous.I am not courageous.I Am Not Courageous.
The car runs down the countryside the fields are as endless
as my heartbeat in my ears. He smells of interest and sex a hand caressing my cheek a smile reassuring me that this is right yet I feel like weeping, instead shaking from excitement and looming fear of the unknown. I roll down the
by ~Calljeon
The King of Happiness.You sit upon a glass throne and a troubled conscience yet your countenance remains constant. Spending years in an inconsequential existenceThe King of Happiness.
wasting felicity on listlessness and loud sighs a lonely shade of gray caught between the extremes of black and white. You then lie down on pure suggestion because you are w
by ~Calljeon
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