Abbattoir
my soul weeps for yours.
for the coldness that has found an eternal home there.
You thought you left me in silence,
only I still lie bleeding as you-
paint my memory on the walls of this catacomb.
rendering me to extinction.
A sacrifice as my life pools around your feet.
Bask in it’s temporary warmness friend,
Lover,
Stranger…
This city of the dead welcomes me,
As you take the life,
I only so willingly gave.
Your name will be the breaths I take.
until
it too has become petrified.
wow very deep poem. not 100 % sure what it means. I think its about a lover leaving and ones soul dying but Im not sure,
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Loss sucks
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Paint new memories.
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tah nk you for the bday wishes I loved the movie! I have several same sex freind couples that sre really good parents! I hope dean says yes they deserve to be moms!
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RYN: I am more of a bring-food-to-dining-room-and-sitting-on-couch-while-watching-tv-shows-on-laptop-kinda-guy. My kitties then sitting next to me and beg for scrap foods. I spoil them.
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If there ever is a next time, I swear I’ll do my best. It just hurts so much since I still love her so much. I’m trying to move on but everything still reminds me of ehr. She left me 2 days before my birthday.
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RYN : We finally got some Queen olives back in, so that’s that for now at least. You can help your casino objectors feel better though, by playing Tim Wilson’s “First Baptist Bar & Grill” for them a few times.
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RYN: I think kitties like the salt on the french fries. One of my cats like potato chips. The expensive kind. It’s been awhile that I have eaten red meat. Perhaps I will allow myself once every 4 months.
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