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leaves fall"october" every leaf fallen could not eat my heart disease i hear birds singingleaves fall
"barbed wire fences" the days descending on open fields of sunlight burn my mouth like salt
"the river" i loved you but you drowned in the big black river while the trees whispered
by ~Ridikul
daysI remember the smell of the air vents when I was three years old. That clean trailor smell easing my carpet burn. These memories are my echoes shattering against the thick, white walls of my mind. My mind - all checkered-patterned with endless tiles of days passed. I remember how things used to be. Days under the Sun, lying in the sand. Everything is bad now. There's no balance of good and bad in my life. Everything that is good seems so minute, even non-existant and everything bad is an astronomical tragedy. Sometimes I think about drilling a hole through the thick, white walls and letting the black-and-white tiles spill onto mydays
by ~Ridikul
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- Interests: art
- Favourite band or musician: www.last.fm/user/ridikul
- Favourite poet or writer: aaron lowman
- Tools of the Trade: pencil, paper, photoshop
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- Skype: fallintostatic
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