Community > Posts By > myanimalcracker
Topic:
The Right Moment
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Can I reveal to you my gestures
through this writing. I want to show you my hand, As it rests now in my lap, Fingers softly curled, Upturned like a cup. As the other makes these shapes Which I will later tap tap type with two stiff fingers. Read them now and retrace That path of meaning, back through keypad, paper, pen hands, lap, arms Back to the point of its conception Back to this moment Which was right. We can adjust the rest Later. |
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Topic:
Birthday List
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Nov 6 Hey thats my birthday also ![]() ![]() ![]() Mine, too ![]() |
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Topic:
Strake
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Thank you
Poetic ![]() s1ow ![]() ![]() pkd ![]() |
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Happy Birthday mteagle31
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Happy Birthday!!
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Topic:
My Friend
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Great write, iam!!
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Topic:
Only Two
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(((Lex)))
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An Echo
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Beautiful, Angel
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Topic:
Strake
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Because you
came here dressed as a man, in a shirt. Because things keep slipping. Shifting distinctions. Hiding your desire for alike. Left adrift you venture your throat to a word that tightens around the sounds you might produce. You surrender to your own story, told. Moth like hands wide, slow flapping, in and out. An imprint held. Curved like a bone. Leading edge to foil. To reveal where thoughts are sinking. A last glimpse, until it bores its way out. |
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Topic:
Self Abuse
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Very beautiful words and poem. Life on an edge is where many spend their days. wink. ![]() ![]() ![]() Thank you iam ![]() ![]() |
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Topic:
Self Abuse
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Thank you
txmom ![]() Harold ![]() ![]() user ![]() pkd ![]() |
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<------ Loves to spread the luv!!! ![]() Oh, I've heard about you ![]() ![]() |
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I got...
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that's my biggest pet peeve...there's no recovery after that.... They must not have been worth your time them... Let them live in their selfish misery. Seriously...I'm almost more pissed that I spent so much time getting to know his selfish ass. ![]() I call them wasted mascara dates..... Don't ever waste the mascarra again. I wasted a good hair day on him... ![]() |
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I got...
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I just wish that a person's age was some sort of testament to how mature they are...that'd make my life a lot easier. Oh young grasshopper, let me teach you the way...age is no factor in wisdom or maturity...Now take the pebble from my hand. Haha...I mean, I know that...my ex husband is in his early 30s and acts like he's 14...but I WISH there were ways to tell... It'd make everyone's life easier. |
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I got...
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MMhhhhh bein' stood up sucks, no doubt. What a loser. Well at least he did not waste any more of your precious time. Better find out sooner than later, that he is not worth persuing, dating whatever. I just wish that a person's age was some sort of testament to how mature they are...that'd make my life a lot easier. |
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I got...
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awwwww....sweetie!!! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Thank you, sweets ![]() |
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I got...
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stood up tonight. I feel like kicking someone...hard. ![]() ![]() WOW that sux...stupid guy no doubt! ![]() Thanks angel...silly boys... |
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I got...
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that's my biggest pet peeve...there's no recovery after that.... They must not have been worth your time them... Let them live in their selfish misery. Seriously...I'm almost more pissed that I spent so much time getting to know his selfish ass. ![]() |
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I got...
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stood up tonight.
I feel like kicking someone...hard. ![]() ![]() |
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Topic:
Self Abuse
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Walking a fine line
Tiptoeing around edges Of your dark being Unable to offer peace Or repair what is broken Throwing a lifeline That you refuse to accept Trapped in the darkness Where our love is forbidden But where you know you’ll still hurt Your soul burns with fire Angry and burning of deceit Distorting the truths You can see from your corner Which you let drop at your feet Running to nothing Except all that still haunts you Stubborn pride traps you The mirror reflects mistakes Surrounding you like poison You think we can’t see Your visible bleeding wounds Hidden behind eyes That can’t sleep a peaceful dream While crying your silent tears Turn yourself around Come away from the edges Love can’t hold you there And the fight cannot be won Until you let yourself heal |
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Topic:
Two Part Tale Spin
Edited by
myanimalcracker
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Sat 08/30/08 08:35 PM
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