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I want to write something profound and enticing. I want to spin my love of text and script into thin, delicate threads to wind up your wrist.

I want to weave my words around your lungs, tie it up in pretty little bows. I want to trip your heartbeat and have you long to writhe and twist.

But the ideas won't come out

And my pen is gripped tight in my fist

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Trouble to keep

This facade of lies.

When I fall asleep

On nails I'll die.

(in dreams I weep

Rivers, I cry.)

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Um no I can't come hang out... No I'm busy writing puppy boy rambles curled up on the bottom of my tub... To post to tumblr... Well I don't think all that femboy stuff I watch has anything to do with this!! No, that's not the point- why are you- uhmm yes?... Ok... Yes master... woof?

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Uhmmmmmmm yeah I like when people play with my hair. Uhh sure you could call it petting... And I always like it when someone feeds me. Treats? Yeah. Uuhhhm belly rubs?? Well, yeah ok I guess. A collar!? Uhhhhh... You want me to run around with my other friends? Like to hang out? I already do that, kinda. Oh but like with all their "owners"? Uhhhhhhhmmmmmm well yeah..... Ok. 'a little puppy playdate'??? Wait. Uh do you... Want me to be a puppyboy? I don't know... All the time? But I'd get lots of love? And attention?!? Uh well....... Wait even from people that aren't you?! Oh.. well.. walkies?!!!!! Woof! Master pleeeeaaassssee !! Nngh I've been so good... Walkies!!!!

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uhmmmmmhhh you want me to lick your boots clean? Like a dog? Oh, you want me to chew them. You want me to eat from a bowl on the floor and hump your leg. Ew that's so weird

*pants with tongue lolled out*

I would never do something so perverted

*noses at your palm*

I mean that's just so gross. Do you get horny when you see someone wearing a choker?

*itches behind ear with back leg*

'cause you wish it was a collar and leash? Ew.

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You want me to tie a rope around your neck? But not like that, you want a collar and leash? Why don't you just stick to normal things, babe. Why are you whining? Why'd you put your dish on the floor... And you haven't gotten up from kneeling, you even crawl to move towards my hand... You want head pats? A treat? Are you a good dog? Only good boys get treats. I don't know... Well behaved puppys don't talk. Yes that's right, sit pretty for master. Good puppyboys don't beg. Now come over here. I'll let you have one kiss, but only if you moan. Ditzy little dog boys who can't speak are just for sitting nice and dumb for their master. Good boy !!

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It's just the way things are.

You can't have come so far.

Why would i wish not,

With this power of thought.

Why would I be so inclined?

What do you have in mind?

Should we have the open book in sight?

Should we not have burned so many ties?

What lies ahead will not slow.

What lies ahead is for only the brave to know.

Should we not have climbed to our highest,

Bringing down all those stones,

Should we have stood when we felt the brightest?

Now we know only broken bones.

Should we worry what will be left after us?

Nothing.

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And maybe if I had tried

A little harder

I could have forgiven you.

But it's just so easy to not care

So I think I'll keep on living

Thinking of you three times a year.

(goodbye)

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I broke a dish today.

I shouldn't be surprised, or sorrowful for the broken pieces scattered across the floor

And under the fridge.

Maybe it was how loud and sudden it was, amid a peaceful morning

Maybe that's what scattered my soul again, tiny cracks split my core- I freeze.

I stare at what's left of the bowl. Three big chunks, then smaller shards (I'll have to use a dustpan)

And i know

It really isn't my fault, no.

No, I have always been a clumsy person. I haven't felt remorse for something so trivial in ages

(I was always taught material is replaceable, so save your tears)

But for some reason this startled me,

So I cried when I broke that dish today.