Tag: loss
member name: amanda wallin
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October 27, 2006 07:09 AM EDT --
Sweat drenched, with ice soaked bandannas wrapped around our heads, we chain smoked; defying the heat. You sat back languidly with one arm on the wheel and the other outside the window, testing . . .
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September 22, 2006 03:59 AM EDT --
Deliver your love through my window
Afraid to step out lest my memory fades
In the glare of an indifferent sun
Deliver your love as the day breaks
I'll meet you in shadows of lavender mist
When . . .
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October 05, 2006 06:21 PM EDT --
ACT I
Tingling, tantalized, terrified,
Will I remember my lines?
Will my foundation blend with the cast?
Will I catch on a phrase?
ACT II
Kleig lights shine wicker hot
Blinding my memory . . .
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October 18, 2006 07:50 PM EDT --
"Cock-tails! Last call"! slurred a familiar voice. "Only strap-ons" cried Cleo while others shook their heads in amusement. Delirious, drunk, we called it a night. After painting the . . .
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November 04, 2006 11:04 AM EST --
Dedicated to : Cheyenne Brando
Oh sculpted beauty!
Chiseled out of marbled pain
Swirls of grey bruises
on supple white flesh
Like an ostrich in peril
your exquisite head in the sand, . . .
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July 25, 2007 11:13 AM EDT --
“ God, I offer myself to thee; to build with me and do with me as thou wilt. Relieve me of the bondage of self so I may better do thy will. Take away my difficulties that victory over them . . .
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October 19, 2006 04:00 PM EDT --
Antiseptic whitewashed walls glared into her weary, wary eyes. Wary with dreaded anticipation, as the pain throbbed in her womb like the heartbeat of an earthquake's epicenter.
This was the final . . .
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October 24, 2006 01:39 AM EDT --
Chain smoking, he sat erect on the couch. His dark, brooding eyes glared at the snowy screen.
Upstairs, the radio spewed sappy love songs. He grabbed the broom handle and stabbed at the ceiling, but to . . .
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September 05, 2006 02:25 PM EDT --
You could paint a picture
With a thousand words or more
Gentle voiced yet feisty tongued
Your memory a nostalgic steel trap
Tales of Mama's windy death
From cotton fields and daddy's drink
To the . . .
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