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Hello from the Steeple WindowI don’t mind these days that I happen to be relentlessly creative, really. You could call it the artist in me, but I just like to think of it as the days where you decide that the sky ought to be cloudy enough that you can peer out from behind one and watch me. Perhaps that’s why I like it better when it rains; perhaps I think that you’re crying over me. But the idea is laughable. Really.Hello from the Steeple Window
You wouldn’t cry over me.
I certainly didn’t cry over you.
I’m standing at the window, contemplating the endless gray sky and fathoming that perhaps I can see your face just over the horizo
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6 23 08FORGE6 23 08
Forge. One letter away from 'forget' Looking down at this letter in my hands I wonder how we managed to forge our relationship so many years ago. forge
And yet these days all i do is forget looking at your smile in these faded sepia photographs looking at the burning autumn just outside my window
i strain to remember why the back of your photograph the back of your smile says 'remember the fall wind?'
CERTAINTY
He stepped with certainty across the shining golden cobblestones in the street; walked with purpose like he knew whe
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fool's gold“To me, you are everything.”fool's gold
You are sepia toned photographs full to the brim with memories so long ago put away. You are boxes of old love letters. You are broken pencils riddled with too many bite marks to be worthy of repair.
To me, you are the wind playing tag in the trees. You are the music of leaves rustling in the lusty breeze. You are water running silky over my fingers against rocks and silt. You are the feeling of cool grass against my bare skin, soft and caressing.
I put my pen to paper and carefully scratch out these words in the darkest black India ink
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The News Says Flood Warning I’ve always wanted to be a stand up comedian. Or an actor. The problem with that is I’m neither witty nor particularly good at lying. It’s a shame, really, since my parents therefore always caught me stealing candy before dinner when I was little, or sneaking out of the house when I was older. You know, teenager stuff. Ironically, I only ever snuck out for a good, late-night round of Super Smash Bros with Mason. The funniest part about all this is that they never caught me when it mattered, like when it came down to the real teenager stuff with the drinking and the smokes. Or that time I trieThe News Says Flood Warning
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Meh, the next one will be better. I'll force myself to be more patient XD
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"What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked an strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?" -Samuel Coleridge
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And all the time he's mumbling, mumbling, "Truth, truth like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold."
I read your fanfic...Hung on Powerlines, and I love it. You don't see very many guys write fanfiction, it's awesome to find one (who can write) that does ^_^. Well...just wanted to say thanks and that you also have a fellow person that likes your stories....
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Have you a bundle of forget-me-nots?
Ah.
I haven't read any of your new stuff.
I don't know if you even remember me.
If you don't.
Then know a stranger from ago wishes you good luck in the future.
<3
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When every little girl grew up wanting to be a princess, I grew up wanting to be a king.
i remember you perfectly.
ironically, i was reading some of our role play the other day.
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nothing can't be nothing because it has a name, and if it has a name, it will get a face.
I was thinking about you.
The sweetie on Project Runway sort of reminded me of you.
And I figured "why not drop Twiggy a hello?"
I hope the year or so we haven't spoken has been good to you.
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When every little girl grew up wanting to be a princess, I grew up wanting to be a king.
if you still want to talk some time, drop me a line on aim at 'cyanide cigars'. i don't sign on too much but i do on occasion. (:
i'm glad to know that you remember me well enough to be reminded of me.
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nothing can't be nothing because it has a name, and if it has a name, it will get a face.
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"I hope to one day look back on my life and say 'I am proud of what I didn't do.'" Myself, August 01, 2007.
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