11.24.2010



you are every season. your dust collects on every windowpane. you crouch at the base of my spine. you curl and slither into my bones. your hair brushes against my eyelids and your teeth gnaw at the inside of my throat.

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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 27, 2010 at 1:07 AM

    not only do i love the writing here, i also love how you put the year you were born in roman numerals. I was born in MCMXCIII.

    New follower, by the way. I'm new here too. :) xx

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  2. also frightenedNovember 27, 2010 at 8:37 AM

    thank you! i've followed you as well xo

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