May 2013
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Pastries
Your red ink drips
Motion trapped in time, in space
Tirelessly so.
Oh how beautiful it would be to stare infinitely in those
Pools,
Steadied by the earth’s constant push and pull
Or maybe the moon’s? I’m not sure where you are anymore.
Maybe I do; do I want? To
Become accustom to change once again
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Ahh the morning’s yawn
He’s in the bathroom again
Calling these sorrowful feelings with painful yelps, never opening his mouth
Ancient sounds, long forgotten in our blissful minds
He remembers them
They crone, scream, and cry
Oh how he hears them
April 2013
40 posts
till we play again
dance under tthose trees
lean against one another
our silhouettes frozen
till we dance again
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feel the journey of isolation
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music of the escape artist
oh,
your twists and turns!
meddle in the middle
of a venn diagram just to show you a point
this melody reminds me of that song
like those lies from that life
oh you’re pacing now.
stop creating,
stop mixing these lies all in your venn diagram
so vicious
these lush memories all made for me
oh,
watch how the madcap laughs
with such beauty and stoic desire
never to be wrong...
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Hurts so bad you keep living
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