i was gorgeous once...
and loved
once
or twice
(a night)
filled up with lazy light
intune with the intangible.
my face and angel hair
my dream educing stare
now my bones are broken toys
under the same skin that young boys
once kissed
inticingly
encouraging me
to drop my playthings
and pay attention
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Diary of a heroin addict. - A young heroin addicts thoughts sporaticly journeled as she wanders this mysterious planet in serch of something better... (To whom it may concern: my heart is aching. this life at 21 years has been a trip. this blog is my psycho babble as i vagabond it here and there chasing Smack and sometimes despratley chasing change.. This blog is addressed to anyone who may be kind enough to read.)
A Poem for Linda Webster - Richard Brautigan
"Linda, Be kind to flowers
and stars and rivers.
Never tell lies to apples or rainbows.
Trust bread and jam and glasses
of ice-cold milk.
Give a full heart of love
to pigeons and slugs.
Always remember
that people are people
forgive them for it...
and love them for it...
If you do these things, Linda,
you needn't be afraid of death,
for you will never die."
and stars and rivers.
Never tell lies to apples or rainbows.
Trust bread and jam and glasses
of ice-cold milk.
Give a full heart of love
to pigeons and slugs.
Always remember
that people are people
forgive them for it...
and love them for it...
If you do these things, Linda,
you needn't be afraid of death,
for you will never die."
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- SO FAR I HAVE LIVED IN CHINA VIETNAM NY AZ AUSTRALIA CA AND MEXICO.. it's been an adventure to say the least.. but i guess my legs are getting tired and my shoes worn down at this point. i wanna go home but i cant think where that is.
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