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I will make you cry tears of blood. Get ready to be depressed.
Dance in the Full Moon
O, the Frailty of Memory
Pride Goeth Before a Fall
Hindsight
My Serial Mistakes
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This is Your Fault
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Just the other day, a friend praised me for how fast on my (mental) feet I am. I am, apparently, swift. Just today, I was singing a song as ...
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The lovely thing about tea is that you don't really have to steep it as long as you do, but once you have, my dear, well. Tea becomes a ...
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[I have an idea for tomorrow to write a really cool post, but it might break my arbitrary rules. I'll look into it.] She has a run in ...
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I like this. Somehow large bodies of water and potential just get to me.
ReplyDeleteTo be completely honest, this piece is like the monochromatic movement in abstract expressionism. I don't remember why I wrote it or what mood I was in. It's just a rectangle of deep purple.
ReplyDeleteHaha, purple.
ReplyDeletePurple means things to me now that you likely never intended it to mean because we used it as a metaphor at camp.
Girls are red. Boys are blue.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a poem.
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