Now that I'm home, the sun's come out. What a bitch.
Ypres
Nerve

June SomethingI'll remember little rotten eye sockets- footprints in the mud where you came detached from your pedestal, walked through the forest towards me, stepped over Diana on the ground, Apollo, you make my skin crawl.June Something
Unseeing, they fixed upon the horizon, those orange peel slithers of eyes. You paused as if God had told you to stop.
Hands sprang to life again and soon I was clawing at the grass, edge of the cliff digging into my back,
Apollo, you held me there suspended in Myth. Greek Goddess in your grasp. I held my breath for Jason.
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My website: [link]
"My muse is my Goddess, and her mystery is my God."
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- Sarah Herself
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By the time I recognize this moment
This moment will be gone.
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AND IT WILL BE YOU, DARLIN' ALLISON.
I saw you in a community on live journal and decided to check out your journal. I saw some of photography and art work. It's really great.
You rule. woo.
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