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Bloody Mess

What love used to be

by Elandra 5/28/2013

written by Elandra

it used to be that we were together
told everything to one another
we never kept a thing away
even when it came to our razor blades

we had the oddest friendship
bandaging the bloody mess
that was our arms
the reflection of our hearts

we were different in every way
from the way we looked to why we’d lay
in dark rooms with blood running down
sleeping peaceful in each others scarred up arms

you were quite
while i would scream
your words were mine
my tears were yours
forever be in our course

once to many
time to say
we tried to stop
why we felt […]

5/28/2013 2 comments

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by The Absurdist 5/31/2012

written by The Absurdist

The more honest you become with yourself, the less honest you can be with others, because you the more you sound like a nutcase.

Wheeee

I love my bycicle, it’s so worn and loyal. Getting rusty, and it’s a couple notches too big for my size which makes stopping and restarting a hassle and the front brake’s busted.

I daydream about getting straight out rammed by a monstrous car (then again what car isn’t a monster? Is there something uglier and more insulting than concrete?), a mangled bloody mess of broken nerves and metal lying on the pavement, a brainwave sliced by a cog.

An acrobatic improbable tumble where […]

5/31/2012 6 comments