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Battle of our chests
There is a war rallied between our hearts:
some people say love,
other people play love.
But when life becomes a game,
when words can only be spoken by characters,
when breath can only be projected by theatre
then I lose myself...so you lose me....and I risk losing you....
And the curtains fall shut -
Shows over.
And the dice stops rolling -
We lost the bet.
...
Tuesday 31st May 2016 1:33 am
Grisly Girl
Someone's sowed pins and needles into her lips.
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