

Her Legacy.In ninety years she leaves her legacy In poems crammed with Beauty, tiny thoughts The scraps of some deity's Mighty Plan A very inventory of Invention.Her Legacy.
She has the Voice that children stuff away When they betray their hearts, and toughen up Adversity has made her beautiful; Her hands are white. Beneath them flourish dreams.
She makes me feel that I am not of stone With words that melt my Soul; with my heart's burst Of quick inspiring love, merciful Faith In my agnostic world, where she is Joy.
Pain.

Writing is not She can stop you in your tracks. She doesn't even need to touch you. Your eyes cover her from head to toe and when you are finished, you are changed. You know the shape of her so well that some say you don't even need to see every part; your brain guesses the gaps.Writing is not
She doesn't need to say a word. You hear her voice within your head. She shows you things that cannot be seen. She holds the key to worlds that cannot exist.
She is full of secrets, so open to interpretation. She i


Halting speechShe always was an inveterate liar. Clinging Onto small hopes, smiling in distraction, Teeth like porcelain doll skin, telling untruths. Say, stranger, can you tell me how far it is To the place where the hills fall asleep? You know In Texas, the moon comes down in the day to gamble, Betting the stars away. Or maybe, had you heard, That your shoelaces complain about the smell of your feet? It was childish. Simple-minded. We didnt listen. How far Could anyone listen to nonsense? We plugged up our ears With noise, white buds, busied ourselves In the harvests of our lives, taHalting speech
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you know I hate to ask, but are 'friends' electric?
I hope you're alright and having a good summer. I've been looking after two terrifically hyperactive kittens. At least the weather's been nice.
Do you fancy giving this a whirl? It's in my inbox and I haven't done anything for it yet, and it's haunting me.
If you can't try it, don't worry, but you have a whole bunch of opinions and you might even enjoy it or something.
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Regards. x
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... And while you're at it, keep the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul.
FAQ #666: Does Complaints have a chat room?
You bet your sweet bippy! #TheComplaintsTavern
Love from Tabi.
ehe, I only just noticed!! heeeey michelle! oh how right you were, it was blindingly obvious who i was speaking to once I arrived here, on your profile. and oh, how your gallery makes me laugh.
teehee
xxx
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