Flexible Shoulderblades
Sometimes I think of you and my face like my heart falls to a puddle of oil under my feet. I hurt to think of you. I hurt for you. A thick lining of empathy under my wings.
13/4/2012
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04/4/2012
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18/2/2012
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“There will always be scratch marks on the neck.”
“Oh yeah. That’s true.”
Now I see the influence. How breathtaking.
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12/2/2012
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Before and After
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30/12/2011
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Please, please let me bear some of your hurt, sorrow and misfortune upon my shoulders for you. The softest skin you keep scratching. I can’t find you gloves but I can cut your nails.
0:02
Like a foetus.
29/12/2011
29/10/2011
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Space Odyssey
For the Elise of this time last year:
I wish I could pull back the glittering curtain of time dividing you and me and kiss you. Just once on your head to let you know that even when all your expectations come crashing down all around you like planets and you feel dented and rejected, it’ll be okay. It will always be okay because I’ll always be here for you. You’ll feel me.
The hope for yourself in the future.
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