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[27 May 2003|01:53pm] |
On everything2.com there are nodeshells. I suppose you could call them titles to non-existent stories/poetry/prose. I would love desperately for some of you to take the challenge to fill some (i.e. write). Would anyone be interested? If so, I might do this more often. Here are some examples, to give you an idea;
I was laughing so hard, I could barely hold the axe
you, who maddened my soul with love
I'm shaking at your touch
Tell the truth or make your lies more interesting
butterflies melt in the springtime
Ode to the current infatuation
We trained the lions not to weep
We built a city in the desert, alive with chimes
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[22 May 2003|11:58am] |
skyrockette
I dunno, looks pretty. grr
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| to her secret heart |
[11 May 2003|04:51pm] |
Insubstantial, weak thing, you flutter in my ribcage as a restless bird, anxious to give up your role.
Do not drum on these bones, they will not give in.
& with that, I hide. I want to tell everything, but am experiencing the same distressing fear of discovery as many others before me. So I shall be silly & retreat a little, friends-only here I come! To be completely honest, I am comfortable with doing this as I highly doubt it will make any negative difference. Voila.
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