Lavender and Sin:

[strangeclouds]

"We all go through dry spells," you said.
Words roll off the tongue
like the *click* of a newly lit cigarette
they spill out- to anyone
that slows to take a breath.
Like circles of gray around hearts to be stolen
of hands so driven...to drive me away...
never failing...to remind me
but not today...
All they're handing out- are empty hands
but yours- have been washed clean...
Hollowed be thy name.
For the wages of lavender and sin,
is emptiness.
Like those neon lights your eyes stared blankly at
they used to blink from time to time...
you were never quite sure- which ones did...
But not anymore[/s].
You no longer feel the waste of a day
you can't breathe in again...
The daylight casts away all remains
of the memories before
and I'm stepping on your shadow
to make me think- I am keeping up.
I sit beside you
when you're not here next to me...
but I pretend you are-
and sing to you anyway.
So sweet sometimes...
it makes my stomach burn.
It melts away
like the flowers of your words
you've been waiting to get off your chest...
forever bearing- the wings of a stone
for a ~new~ blooming conciousness...
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[oOFoxxyDeannaOo]

reading that makes me wanna go out with a katana and start knocking off all the evil in the world......

[strangeclouds]