orgami's Diaryland Diary

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torsionette

the roots
tethered like night
the wet rain
holding the clouds
falling fast
past the slush
night coquette

cigarettes and rain
fresh glossy dampness
shivers
and snot

"We are rivers
fleeing in the vein of darkness"
her voice is harsh like a
sunken black and white
memory of light

"Submerge madness
and you can fly..your wings of sadness"...

9:31 p.m. - 2013-10-31

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