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Under my skin . . .

a far away look crept into her eyes as she gazed up to the sky. wishing she could play amongst the stars; longing for their acceptance. lonesome lullabies of the heart. Glittering - shimmering overhead. Dance with me oh sweet fairies of the night!

My sombre shadows have crept from the wooden chest
hidden deep inside my soul
and I couldn't shut the lid quite quick enough.

I hope the world feels better tomorrow when we wake.

Friday, March 24, 2006

Paper cuts

In chaos theory,
the flap of butteryfly wings
can change the whole world.

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Sitting all alone
Watching the clouds over head
leaving me behind.

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A fort of beer caps.
Smiling green fire crackers.
Red Mojo Jojo.
Posted by Cheshire Cat at 2:28 p.m.

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