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February 8, 2007
hello coloring fluid;
you are really only a mirror image of someone else.
you draw the lovliest pictures, my camera obscura, i don't know how i'd give myself away without you.
how would i paint my surreal portraits, if you weren't at my disposal?
i see that you've become a common flyer on the brick wall of a city alley. your likeness is mass produced and you've lost value, like a glass diamond. you are costume jewelery, and i wear your skin to parties, where i shed you for my lovers like a cheap dress. i know where you went wrong.
don't forget;
I BREATHE.