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rhythmic quietude.

she slipped

Created on 2004-11-20 15:11:18 (#5207891), last updated 2006-03-19

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Name:kayleeXcore
Birthdate:06-17
Location:Capron, Illinois, United States
Website:myspace yo.
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FRIENDS ONLY.
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.girl.
.17.
.love.
.sex.
.rock&roll.
.soXcore.

There is a man holding a megaphone,
so he must have been the voice of God.
The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block.
Well, they must have been attached to wires.
I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm,
so I called 911.
So that is one less founded opinion.
One more cause for a dispute.
So the street filled, like a basin,
up with cameras and their crews
and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth.
It was a spectacle.
No, I mean a miracle.
So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam.
A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me.
I lifted one foot to cross the other and I felt myself slipping.
It was a small mistake.
Sometimes that is all it takes.
Now I'm staring at my wrist,
hoping that the timing is right.
When the planets will align.
There will be no planets to align.
Just the carcass of the sun
and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky.
(and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are)
It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub
I baptized myself in change.
And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been.
I emerged to find the parallels were fewer.
I was cleansed.
I looked in the mirror and someone new was there.
Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece
when I was lifted up by someone's hand
and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in.
But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned
inside that holding cell that is myself.
So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key
as it turns in the lock
and the guard will say to me,
"Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day and finally you are free!
You are free!
You are freezing."
Now I'm staring at the sun,
waiting for it to explode.
Because a day is gonna come,
don't know when but it will come
and then we will finally know the way out of here.
And I will throw away this wrinkled map
and my chart of stars and compass, cracked.
And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap
to avoid the hungry beasts below.
I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing
of a graveyard gray and a garden green
and then we won't have to worry no more.
No we won't ever worry again
about how this song or story ends
about how this song and story will end.

Bright Eyes- From a Balance Beam


March 1st::Support those who need it

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Self Injury::Be Supportive
You Are NOT Alone




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