some short writings// part 3
okay I know you are probably tired of my writings so this is the last one for a while...
-me-
my lips are bright shinning like the sun, my feet are broken, battered, and have been rammed like a road needing to be mended, my knees shake and knock like the hula when I'm scared, my heart can hiss, snap, and slither but can be sunny, kind, and sweet... I am a sun-sponged donut-home girl...
- 8 -
8 curved around making consecutive loop holes, sliding through open doors, making an ice pond, to do a figure 8, weaving in and out of traffic as only a sly man can, closing up s's because it could, 8 candies, 8 fish, 8 eyes, 8 skies, 8
-moon-
sitting around
circles around
in my minds eye the sky
no morning, afternoon, or play
sitting around
circles around
in my minds eye the sky
no morning, afternoon, or play
-me-
my lips are bright shinning like the sun, my feet are broken, battered, and have been rammed like a road needing to be mended, my knees shake and knock like the hula when I'm scared, my heart can hiss, snap, and slither but can be sunny, kind, and sweet... I am a sun-sponged donut-home girl...
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