Lisa's Counting Crows Shrine


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      • Llara
      Posted Jun 18, 2009 10:13 PM

      Dreams like the web of a wing
      So delicate
      Like polyester cheeks
      And lace edges

      Always waiting for something to start
      Time doesn’t move in straight lines
      Heavy handed and thoughtless

      Cocooned and uncomfortable
      Glitter and glue can’t pretty me up
      The dank dusty rot is still thriving

      Believing that forgetting to remember
      Is the same as acceptance
      Is the same as seeing a face in the mirror
      And being ok that it is me

      I’m not helping my situation
      Given up on trying to be good
      And the reflection is falling apart
      I can’t handle the heat, I can’t stand the cold

      I’m not a little girl in dress up
      A doll in a pram and red high heels
      Fairy bread and tomato sauce smeared upon
      Ruby lips with a cheeky grin

      The greens are more varied and the blues
      Still take my breath away
      But I am walking without feeling
      So sad, but can’t remember why

      Nothing is distracting
      Spinning really fast just makes me feel sick
      I’m more broken then repaired

      Yet I don’t know why.
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