10:05 PM

10:05 PM

you call me into your office with a vocal cacophony exploding from your lips. i just stand before you, bearing the burden of the reverberation and your eyes tearing me to bits. you’re glaring into my subtle grin like there’s a secret you can’t see from faraway. and of course there is, but it’s something you can’t find in the pores of my face. you’re a worn, broken woman just looking for someone to save.

you’re an overpainted masterpiece, destroyed from what you’re made.

the magnitude of your benevolent desperation is obscene. and you can’t rescue, or even comprehend, me. just because i stopped swimming doesn’t mean i’m going to drown. i’m floating in a shimmering sea, gazing at the stars as i slip by without a sound.

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April 22, 2004

“and we’ll all float on, ok” lovely.

April 22, 2004

this, was just amazing.you should make it a song.i heard a rhythm as i was reading it.xx,

that was really pretty but to be honest i don’t really know what it means – at all. well i understood the secret part…anyway it was really descriptive and reminded me of crystal echoing (if that makes any sense) and i liked reading it.

April 23, 2004

thank you.this makes me think of dorian grey.or a description of mrs.laura cheveley from “an ideal husband”.something about masters working too much over her.take care.

April 23, 2004

you are the masterpiece my dear.that was so breathtaking.xo;

*smiles* give yourself a big hug to celebrate how special you are.

Sounds like someone’s trying to revamp you… Lyrics…definitely a possibility. grace and peace,

April 25, 2004

If theyhave to ask, youknow more about it than they do.You have such a way with these words.<3