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Monolith.
Contributed by
Miseria
on
Monday, 4th May 2009 @ 03:47:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
surreal
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Suffering from a temporary emotion, it takes the shape of a rusty, bloody needle, piercing my heart with a venomous desire. A turbulent fantasy interrupts my thoughts. It tells me to ignore you. It tells me to love you.
It's a steady decline into insanity. Everything sinks into obscurity, Leaving behind only faded negatives, and galalith thoughts, materialized into dust.
Tomorrow feels like yesterday. A word is written on my hand. "Sienna." I don't believe in anagrams.
A broken argument torments me relentlessly. Its image has been carved under my nails. You said it. It sounded like static. "The forgotten rose will eventually be stepped on."
..The forgotten rose can still grow, While the most beautiful bouquet withers away.
Copyright ©
Miseria
... [
2009-05-04 15:47:40] (Date/Time posted on
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