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Sarah SpillwayHer name was Sarah Spillway, but the only thing she spilt was sun. Spillway in the desert, soaking rays that scorch the soul, burn the blood. But it was the moon that led her to dream, to doubt, to death. The sun was not what ate away at little Sarah Spillway. The malignancy of her mind drove her to that grave. In the wasteland she found herself with a wish. To follow the buzzing of electric cords. To wander through the graveyard on the path to Lightening Fence. The words of danger and trespass were invisible in the night. The only drops of summer falling from the sky. She stepped acSarah Spillway
by ~FionnaEllis
The TailorCommunication The communion of relations This is my body (Use it as much as you need) This is my blood (Drink, if it'll save you from defeat) Whatever it takes To break the cycle The spiral downward On the third day, we spoke again Absence makes the days grow longer Tears will make us that much stronger Somewhere down the line luck tripped Left you with a shiny rip Until now, you've met not one Who could sew it up and get things done I'll be the tailor to your favorite dress Mending every stitch or stress I'm no saint or savior NoThe Tailor
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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Some days I write those words, others they write me.
If you don't mind me asking, how did you find me?
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"I go to sleep a dreamer, but wake up a slave." -~EzmeraBethEliza
"I'm a freaking nutcase. You can quote me on that."
-*pogopuggie
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If she has to tell the story,
She tells it slowly
- ~AnUrbanNomad, "And They Didn't Sleep..."
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If you can't laugh at yourself, you don't have the right to laugh at anyone else.
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