half-dreaming eyes and hearts that beat mistakenly.
broken lashes will always make lousy wishes.
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About Me
- zoe noelle smith
i'm a quiet girl who wanes with the moon.
patti smith, anaïs nin, joanna newsom & maya deren are my ladies, cohen my man, the avant-garde my obsession, and the blues my soul.
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- she drew maps on her legs and wandered for hours.
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1 comment:
Broken lashes lay scattered on the bed.
I swear I slept with a phantom, or maybe I was half-dreaming?
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