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Current Location:my parents' place
Subject:i'm good at writing retarded stuff.
Time:10:31 am
Current Mood:[mood icon] numb
the little bird sings
brown feathers brown wings
she sings for you

with papers and strings
tied up around rings
a present for you

a smile she brings
to those without wings
including just you

but with charming spring
that gift one would fling
away from you.

- HJST


Okay, seriously, leaving for work now.

--- 3751
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Current Location:my parents' place
Subject:and in her eyes, you see nothing
Time:10:03 am
Current Mood:[mood icon] numb
I deleted a lot of my pairing icons on this journal, with the exception of a few. Like this one. Because I mostly wanted to use those in context of the boyfreeend. Ex-boyfreeend. Whatever. Icons like this one I think can be also used in a lot of other situations, too - hence the word in this icon's keywords being "Friendship".

And now, random poetry.



the wind burns brightly
across your face
all the prickling of memory

your feet have not rested
and the earth's musing
travels faster than your eyes

so look onto the horizon;
the frosting sunlight
bitterly descends

until the twilight of dream
ending, resuming, sustaining
at last satisfies your soul.

- HJST


--- 3751


EDIT: He's taken me off his Skype contacts list, though I haven't once tried to contact him. I don't know why this makes me feel so terrible.
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Subject:"Guilt"
Time:01:40 am
Current Mood:[mood icon] crappy
"Guilt"

the silence grips inside my bones
pours out the cracks
running, running, down the hall
thundering in my stolen shoes

your eyes accuse
and the verdict settles down upon me
heavy and fat
the steam curdles upwards, sour

she waits upon the very hour
doling out patience in spoonfuls
every drop given
tearing old paper out of their homes

that silence grips inside my bones.


--- HJST
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