January 2010
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Write one leaf about a music box.
It was cold in here, you don’t quite understand. After a few hundred years, you’d think I might get used to it, but nope, not me. Maybe if I was dressed a little more than just a ballerina outfit I might be able to take it? Who knows.
I haven’t even smelled the fresh air in to many years to count. Luckily for me, I was built with better stuff than to just lose my shit and go...
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long moments
of silence filter my thoughts
when they drift to you.
surely there is no other
kind of emotion that I can feel
when you are but an after thought?
Spare me your pity,
damn your pity,
I need a moment
please.
Birthday suit carnival tricks
are fancy enough
to keep me in check,
yet my mind is opposite
of the goldfish
and you are tickling that spot,
you know the one,
right...
Write one leaf about blowing bubbles.
The boy stood looking into the small fishbowl for minutes without blinking, watching the goldfish move slowly from one side of the bowl to the other. Watching the fish’s mouth open in close in big O’s. The boy would mimic this everytime, yet never leaving his vision from the fish.
In the boy’s mind he too was a fish, swimming through miles of ocean seeing everything there was...
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liabobia:
I want to run run run.
take a drag or two
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Write one leaf about nonsense.
He was standing with the rabbit once again. The street was filled cracks that seemed to sing to them in an almost dry Louie Armstrong type of way, hey now they both thought as they dashed down the street. A bee was flying with them, though it’s stinger was well ahead. Don’t try and be a hero one yelled, but the others were aware of none. Try and be that guy, the moon winked a nice...
Write one leaf about ghosts.
chilled moments
stand alone
in this room.
Her breath swells
in front of me
four years earlier
in an attempt
to pull a few strings
of emotion from me.
Her ghost
fills these walls
with pain and torment,
while I sit
centered to it all.
My own sorrow
begins every day,
knowing she may never
rest in a peace I would want for her.
(via writeoneleaf)
Vanishes is my magic
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Write one leaf about Scooby Doo.
back in the 90’s I owned a van that i painted to look like the mystery machine.
(via writeoneleaf)
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Write one leaf about the sound of a train.
She sits on the front step of what she calls home, or as close to a home as she has at the moment. A cigarette sits inbetween her index and middle finger, and ash drops to the cracked sidewalk below her. The sun is warm today, slight breeze to keep her skin tingling with gooseflesh. She can hear the television inside the house, she knows he’s sitting in there dumbing his mind down more...
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“i need a fix ‘cause i’m going down”
– beatles
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“Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time”
– the beatles
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Write one leaf about something you need to fix.
Sam stares across the room at the grandfather clock. It’s been in his family for ages, at least that’s what his father told him, and the names etched into the back was proof enough he assumed. He had not yet done the same, his father’s was the last one, with the year the clock had been handed down to him. The clock has been in Sam’s possession for three years now, and...
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Write one leaf about asking for directions.
Johnny sits in his car. This is how all those survival horror flicks begin he thinks as he turns his car off and finally gets out of his car. He’d been on the same two lane road for a while now. He’d figured he should be where he was heading by now, but no such luck. He figures he’s either taken the wrong road or just missed his turn on this one. Either way, he needed to ask...