Hungry for Your Touch
Walking down the street, head held high, long limbs clean, sun beating
down on me and making mah white streak shine, mah face touched with
colour, mah eyes burning with green fire.
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Love Lies Bleeding
She was having a dream, a nightmare -- she couldn't move, couldn't
breathe, she was weak, weak, held in place, screaming, fighting, nothing
would come out, she couldn't move, she was trying but she couldn't
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Pangs
It's been so long that I can't even remember when being in love stopped
being fun.
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The Princess, the Thief and the Tall, Stone Tower
Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived at the top of a tall
tower made of stone with one wide window that looked over a barren,
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Something Just Like Weeping
She hummed as she laid the table, a bright brittle music that underscored
her careful movements with broken half-note
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