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Quick-sand CastlesSomewhere, a boy has caught the invisible plague, an intangible virus he won't see, taste, or touch until the day it finally coaxes him, with sweet hopes and promises, to complete the hole forming in his chest. There is no rash, no fever, no coughing, or blood; simply the strange sensation that nothing is real enough to faze him and that should a cure exist, it does so only in the distant future.Quick-sand Castles
Resignation. To the fact that there is nothing but the hope that one day things will change, and the fear that they never will. He hammers his heart thro
by ~Sylarinne
Are you in good hands?An astronaut caught in the crushing confines of space, stuck stumbling somewhere between here and forever. Watching the mushroom clouds explode from far above heaven, all he has is a half-tank of oxygen and all the time out of the world to hope that everything he knows and loves hasn't burned to the ground. The sun rises around the edge of the suddenly small seeming planet and he realizes that every soul extinguished by man-made meteors falls from existence just as alone as he soon will, and that the stars, close enough to touch, won't even acknowlAre you in good hands?
by ~Sylarinne
Another Broken UmbrellaShe looks into his not-so-sky-blue eyes, the same shade as that not-so-perfect cloud-cluttered day when they first met. Her fingers trace lines of desperate affection on his forearm, and out of habit, their fingers intertwine. She meets his all-too-blank stare with what she hopes is that same look of desperate affection that she wore months ago when she first uttered those three words. She begins to sense what he already knows but neither of them are quite ready to say. She shuts her eyes in silent prayer and notices, for the first time, how uncomfortably her weight shifts as her lips slowly seek his.Another Broken Umbrella
He knew this moment would co
by ~Sylarinne
3x24. Sunlight.Maybe if we didn't move from that spot, Where the sun cut through the trees, skies, Down to the pavement, Then time wouldn't move either.3x24. Sunlight.
And maybe we could spend forever In our splash of sunlight, Watching jellyfish and sharks and mutant sea kelp, Without the fear that you'd go to that baseball game, And me to that birthday party. And I'd have all the time in the world To forget that we don't have all the time in the world.
by ~Sylarinne
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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I tend to draw signs of infinity on your back
Solely with my fingers, ignoring their size,
And how the nails are gnawed to nubs.
Let's not get started on the temperature.
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"The difference between knowledge and wisdom is this: Knowledge is the understanding that a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is the understanding that you don't put tomatoes in fruit salad."
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Malin Johansson
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I tend to draw signs of infinity on your back
Solely with my fingers, ignoring their size,
And how the nails are gnawed to nubs.
Let's not get started on the temperature.
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