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"porcelain baby doll"
(skin like freshly blown glass)
"we're all fuck junkies aren't we (?)"
(we become one when the glass breaks...)
(...and the blood doesn't stop)
(skin like freshly blown glass)
"we're all fuck junkies aren't we (?)"
(we become one when the glass breaks...)
(...and the blood doesn't stop)
Published 29th Sep 2010
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29th Sep 2010 5:06pm
29th Sep 2010 11:03pm
desire for destruction.. destruction for pleasure.. the calm before the storm.. the calm after the storm
Anonymous
29th Sep 2010 11:04pm
LOVE the "freshly blown glass" metaphor. Great stuff!
29th Sep 2010 11:06pm
it was going to be "unbroken glass" but then realized i used the word break at the end and though i wanted the effect of reading this to use the glass metaphor i didnt want to repeat myself
29th Sep 2010 11:08pm
*repeat myself exactly.. i repeat themes try not to repeat images.. just a quirk i have :)
Anonymous
29th Sep 2010 11:09pm
Oh trust me I know exactly what you mean. I HATE using the same word more than once even in the same stanza.
