secretx

"even good girls have secrets,
ones their best friends must guess.
Who do they turn to on lonely moon-shadowed sidewalks?
id love to hear them confess:
who do they become when night descends,
a cool puff of smoke,
and vampires come out to party?"

"i suppose shes always been there,
vague as a soft copper pulse of moonlight
through blossoming seacost fog."

"i remember the night i first let her go,
opened the smeared glass,
one thin pane,
cellophane between rules and sin,
freed."

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went to borders juz now.bought a book.thick book.and im loving it.