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Monthly Archives: November 2013
shh. dont tell no one.
i want the soft. i do. indeed. in all its sweet reprieve. and ill hold your hand and tell you so. yeah, i will. i will. .yeah. yeah.. yeah.
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i dont even wanna look.
lone and worn in quaking shell of long forgotten light in solitude of left unkept in endless biting night at mirrors door of once young hope and precious perfect dreams stands hunched in loss blind beauty yet now torn at … Continue reading
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the mistaken olympian.
im here. still swimming. its just a lot. thats all. and you know what? i dont even- like to swim. at all. so yeah. theres that. yeah. just that.
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wings, and flours, and all thats left…
i heard your music tonight, i did- in starkly laid out truth, and held my arms around your heart as you sang through the chords, -and in deep sobs of great regrets, and tears of dont know how, i sat … Continue reading
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i would. I. would.
Would i to be inside your love and ever holding hands id stand up right in front of all stripped bare at breaths demands in solemn hope of all would hear but firm if day should fall I in stead … Continue reading
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red.
stifled in that waiting pool where all that waves are lies embedded in near death of thrones beneath dark sunken skies in liquid bleed of all that is and all i cease to be drowns gently i in puddled air … Continue reading
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naked truth
i just cant do it. not tonight. catch me tomorrow, ill pretend that i can.
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photograph this.
at ceaseless rage soft scarring calls in burning jagged hope of maybe then ill see the wounds lain loose of rules and rope at scalding point in bleeding rage and heaving mourning tears i grab tight to mans weakened ribs … Continue reading
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mediocre cocoon of not much here.
i dont know. i. just. dont. know. what anything means anymore. so stop banging on my heart. like that. just stop banging on my heart. cause i think i may still need it, yeah, though i dont know how it … Continue reading
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welcome the vultures (they’ve got wings too)
sunk in to that stale abyss of heat and altered mind in solitude of frozen dreams and hopes that lead the blind to burning place of devils cause where mourning choirs sing in shattered stead, lay flightful dead, where angels … Continue reading
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