Category: the vault
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the other side of the window (from the vault)
I’ve lain in the dark for a fortnight my shattered, jagged and weak edges sprawled on the floor like broken glass waiting to fade into nothing or for them to come and take me away; i hoped for the former. i held my breath till the wildest winter creeped in i told everyone else all…
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find you again (from the vault)
when the day was done we laughed and played then laid to rest on the hill that rose over the city looked up at the sky it was maroon at twilight “the sunset is beautiful,” and so are we,” i said. “but i won’t be beautiful for long; i may lose this battle.” he replied…
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inconvenience me (from the vault)
i learned that existing as a human being is dirty work some might say it is a burden others might say that it is an inconvenience. so then, darling, may i ask will you allow me to be inconvenienced by you? i will stay behind and wait for you to tie your shoes if you…
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tarry a while (from the vault)
and i wish you tarried a while; seek cover, for the winters are unforgiving. right now i may look dead and unyielding my hollowed out stem and ghoulish branches, all the way to the treetop, all tell that tale; they have always tried to cut me down and each time the axe landed the agony…
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could you please love me? (from the vault)
could you love me without me having to beg for it don’t let me lick it from jagged-edged knives when it should have been served to me on a silver platter. i shouldn’t have to beg on my knees, see how they bled (could it be easy this once?) could you please love me without…
Emotion 