she had no tears left to relinquish for sanity's sake
no anguished screams to exchange for a night's peace
slowly stepped over into abyss
lost to the world, she smiles
Here nothing exists to remind her of him
or what he did
and what she was
pregnant with pauses (or some variation of that)is gonna be a series of bootleg writings to get me out of this writers block rut
They probably wont be complete or very good
but i gotta start somewhere
wish me luck
ps:hair post goes up when i find my cam
Will probably weave it up tuesday and continue this damn weave as protective style challenge
Music: vernacular of the soul
Monday, March 8, 2010
pregnant with pauses
Posted by dejanae at 4:27 AM
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Poignant.
All the Luck ;)
hooray, your writings on theater and writing much missed!
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