Saturday, October 28, 2006

This is little more than yet another
sad attempt at an introduction.
There is not much left to say,
despite the millions better left unsaid.
I am, I suppose..taking another stab
at renewal, and blazing through phases
of stop motion transition.

Oh, and I'm hoping,
to God almighty,
that I find those singed wings
in time to save myself.
After all, I am the girl
with eternity on ink
and emotion for company.

And to those who feel, I am anything but cold.

Myself & I

  • Elise. Flipe. the Teapot
  • fifteen. female. Flip.
  • secretkeeper. truthseeker.
  • rosereaper. butterfly speaker.

  • leave all keys and excess baggage at the door

Those Days

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