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Keep It For Me
The first time he saw her, she was sitting on a dead tree that was half submerged in the lake.“I think it’s sad, don’t you?” she had asked. “When I saw it sitting alone out here, I thought I should sit...
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Pierrot
“You should smile.”Whenever she was feeling sad or lonely, somehow, there he’d be, and that’s what he would say to her. And it always worked, even if it was only a little twitch at the corner of her...
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Sugar and String
It started with a sugar mouse. Nothing complicated. Just a sugar mouse in a little brown paper bag and endless amusement that you could actually make something like that out of sugar and a piece of...
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Träumer
I’ve started to hate dreaming.I dream about dark rooms and cages made of rose vines. Where the air feels like syrup as I breathe and leaves the taste of poison on my tongue, heavy and bitter and dark....
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Radio Silence
Dead air.That's what it feels like now. No. No, that's not right. That's what it always was, right from the start, in varying degrees. Just dead air. Static. Radio silence.But it was alright, for a...
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Marionette Wonderland
It is different for everyone.For some, it is simple. Cold logic and hard facts come together as flat steel walls. Everything is ordered neatly and smoothly beneath their fingertips. It always makes...
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Six AM in Smoke
It’s six in the morning and there’s an empty bottle of whiskey on the nightstand and a dead woman on the floor. There’s a knife in your hand too, but you didn’t put it there. You were not responsible...
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Choke
How did this happen?You already know the answer to that. A message you were never meant to receive. A call that never connected. You can see all of the pieces, and try as you might, you can’t stop them...
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Apothecarium
Do you ever wonder what life would be like if it was possible to put our feelings into bottles? To distil emotion. To be able to carry them outside of ourselves and experience them as intensely as we...
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