` revolutions of the second hand innumerable to the watchful eye has not comforted this bruising nor can this heart run far enough away from…
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Everything is finite And every finite thing has an end And not every end is finished If the means cause the unfinished end Perhaps it…
Leave a CommentThe definition of a stain: A mark that can be clearly seen from the substance it is found upon, and cannot be easily removed Mine…
Leave a CommentGreetings I have an announcement And youre not gonna like it I am a sensitive complex person I get easily overwhelmed and have issues with…
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No one wants to read about My undying love for you And I know you want me to stop Still, I write about you to…
1 Comment. flame running faster than you can flutter a lash flash rushing swifter than we can sniff a flower fresh rippling quieter than…
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Sometimes I think maybe we were meant to be together But the way its been we could never meet eachother Everytime we talk it reingnites…
Leave a Comment. sunrise unveiled a promise of treasure demure as petals enjoining midday grey clouds thin in billowy summer breeze freeze a moment before this day…
1 CommentI can’t wait for time I’m in a rush All this taking too much–time But what’s time? A figment of one’s imagiation I just want…
1 Comment. long, top down drives even shirtless tans sweet strawberry kisses and glorious watermelon stains laughter lifting through the trees glimpses of sun blest promises…
2 CommentsFinally, I put on my glasses It was mid-afternoon when I realised I didn’t have them on As I was saying, it was mid-afternoon When…
1 Comment. Spun out of control. Bobbing then pommeled, squashed then bloated. A lone occupant within the confines of a tumble dryer at full…
2 CommentsWe slept in an apartment left in the bohemian nineteen-fifties While we had Davis or Parker blasting on the hi-fi And the remembrance of cigarettes…
1 Comment. brioche mornings bright, sunny fluffy moorings cast away off sun-kissed horizon, ne’er set dreams astray •
2 Comments. there need not be iron bars to keep a heart imprisoned there is no white flag of surrender nor o-d, nor cutting would resolve…
1 CommentIs it not a foe who taunts — that in itself could be borne? Is it not an enemy’s tirades— from them one could hide?…
1 CommentIf I didn’t have this emotional pain In my heart I wouldn’t have an excuse to write And I would be too happy to quit
1 Commentturn your gaze to power of life and death: they lie dormant, seeded potentialities; a flower’s expectancy in each quiescent tongue and those who love…
2 CommentsEven in death Yr voice will give me solace and strength And drive the tears away However, we’ll never meet As my heart will be…
1 CommentIn the morning of silence The moments of sunlight Bleed onto my eyes I found you asleep still Watching until you open yr eyes I…
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