Virva

Finethe storm was raging so hard it formed a tornado of my hair and soaked my skin striped the mascara from your lashes air pressing a chillFine
into our veins but if it rattled the bony trees we didn't hear over the pounding of our voices vibrating down to our knees how lovely it is to be liquid and louder
than the wind it isn't much i'm just asking for a moment of your time like that moment we were so loud and so flawed and so fine 2:45PM


IIIyou are as comforting as a piano being delivered to a 4th story apartment right over my head and as sweet as I know your words can be i don't want to hear them or hold them see them glint in the light gilded but false a scrape away from being gray a cut away from being blood your pretense means nothing nothing to me your lips are red burned from the cruelty of your nervous teeth your fingers yellow with nicotine and beneath it all you are gray gilded gold but false and as comforting as a piano being delivered to a 4thIII


A Toastthe wind has a voice so loud it rattles the bones clinks ribs like glasses for a toastA Toast
tell me, darling, what are we drinking to what are we killing ourselves for
this time
i got it! lets drink to every seed
wind-blown into the lake drowned before it even had a chance
to see the sun
or make the mistake of growing
oh, little flower please, don't be scared for me and god knows, don't be scared of me i wont clip you from your stem tear out each limb-like petal
because i'm just not out for blood w
i hope you'll like my other photos too.
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"i embraced the summer dawn."
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The crown of the earth doth melt.
And there is nothing left remarkable beneath
the visiting moon.
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Dum Vivimus, Vivamus!
("While we live, let us Live!")
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The crown of the earth doth melt.
And there is nothing left remarkable beneath
the visiting moon.
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The crown of the earth doth melt.
And there is nothing left remarkable beneath
the visiting moon.
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Takes Requests at Her Leisure.
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The crown of the earth doth melt.
And there is nothing left remarkable beneath
the visiting moon.
What lovely compliments!
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Takes Requests at Her Leisure.
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There are two things that matter. Me, and everything else.
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