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Chaos and Poetry
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/taking in suggestions for coping mechanisms and getting lost in cornfields.../ I'm not so sure about this one. I think all my thoughts and emotions sort of exploded.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Words: 141 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-18-05 - id: 1988878
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like liquid diet girl perfection

and pretty pretty razor blades

on curveless thighs.

but i told you. they aren't mine.

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midsummer wonders-

bubblegum and soda-pop,

alcohol and nothing else

all-day (but it's not like I count calories)

It just blurs/works quicker that way.

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denialordramatization.

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I support addictions.

and things that make us fall

(all) over (again).

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with all these midnight drives,

taking in suggestions for

coping mechanisms

and getting lost in cornfields...

with the boys in the backseat

playing danger.

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Candy smells of vomit and we

lose ourselves in musical explosions

and muffled whispers/whimpers/screams.

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Things are beautifully

random when they're in my head

like graffiti on the walls,

and love notes (teenage jokes) written

in the school's bathroom stalls,

to no one in particular.

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I love the world in chaos

and poetry.

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