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Keeping here,painted in smears,letting goof teardrops from a moonwhose face is that of a silver trace,whose presence waitsfor another night, seeing me, unanswered. Broken song.A wail from a throat,and in the reiterating of speech, I repeat what I thoughtwas never said, was never repeated, was never saidwhen we were never wed. It was said,a long…
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Upwards from the snowto see your face,glowing throughoutthe blur fromthe undertow.How would we knowwhen the right secondhits our mark?We’ll just hand outour arms, covered in ivyfor a makeshift speech,an ode of devotionto our combination.How would we tellwhich heartbeat understoodthe timing better than us?Life can burn its torchuntil darkness bathes us.Love will ignite thispoignant pathwayuntil we’re…
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There’s your stateto be salvaged,there’s your woundsto turn from bereavementinto reflection.A lake has formedunder your feet,a spot of yourself-containedresidue.It drowns your words,echoes your screams,diving your facealong a ripple.It freezes to keep youlocked onto a void,captures your graceinto endless space.Who are youin all this irony?The scope of ithas you crawlingfor the grains,for the dust,for the ruststaining…
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I change directionupon an instinctto deliver morethan remorse.It’s in vainonce I noticeI’ve no breath leftto force open a door,Stuck with the circleinside a rectangle.This room’s surveyed me,challenged my willto start a fire,beyond control.This room’s revisited me,watched me from the inside,while I’m filtering awayall of my honesty.Trapped among walls,closing in,leaving me to wail,begging to be releasedfrom…
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Let yourself,as a shivering angel,break with yourcrumbling foundations.It’s been a treatto see you burn,scattering your ownflavorless ashes.It’s been a whilesince you stood upto the darknesshiding your eyes.Come down withthis oncoming winter,striving for paradiseto be your shelter.It’ll be in sightwhen you wake up,digging into oneeternal sunrise.No more to shatteramong faces you forgot,in the silence you surrenderedyour…
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Granting a glimpseof what occursbehind closed doors,from inside a spacetranslated fromfallen grace.There are enough blocksto build back again,to reverse this ruin,but I want to wiltin the growing storm.A fresh downpourfor me, among heavy,isolating crowds.I’m a face to pick out,like a petalfrom a colorless garden.Channel this thunderfor a brief understandingof what I’ve got left,once it illuminates.Change…
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Enough daysto entertain a smilethat’ll shatter,when a different momentcomes to matter.Your worst endingis to see the sunfor the rain,for the facesyou’ve come to treatwith disdain.Enough secondsdeveloping yourselfoff a second skin,a mask folding your nameon an early headstone.You’re in disrepair,content with an onslaughtthat deprives youof a future’sforgiving frame.Build with the daysbetter to be saved,to be remembered…
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To drain a vessel,I must come offits leaking length,its tired body.To bleed outthis spreading poison,I must run againstthat sole tideturning me in.It’s a path forward,a droplet for mercyto have its powerreaping a true reward.It’s a way withoutall I kept drinking,in a world that becamea startling red.For saving clarity,I must fall backonto pearl-white,washed bedsheets.I must sleep,until…
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Sink lower,beneath a darkened sun.Let moonlight highlightthis deceptioncalled happiness.Hear one coward cryupon a hollow,spacious ocean.I’ve been driftingon starlit waters,demanding a cure.Branch scarslike veins,like naked boughsin the midstof winter.There are no moreletters to send,seconds to commit to,while I’m floatingon my blood.There are no moreyears to accept,silhouettes to reject,while I embrace diseasein this wreckage.
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I abide byyour sole passageinto deliverance,outside of repeatedstillborn exits.You can thrivein these arms.You can do morethan survivein this hold.It’s an eternityto commit to,under delicate rain,far from punishment,far from pain.Extend your trail,to stand before an altarwhere I have broughtour circles of gold.Come forward from mist,turning your ceilinginto the sky.Yours is a faceto keep rememberingwith hands held…
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It wasn’t our timeto wait for,reliving a crude connection,revisiting a stormthat sinks our anchors,before our eyes.We were meantto plummet, to seeinto depths, for our beliefin one cemented path.We ended updigging our nailsinto earthen flesh,tricking deathinto letting us livewithout grace.We were meantfor a different avenue,not an escape routeto soften our descent.The hard crushhad been our opportunityto…
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Deprivation’s mark,a trademark with evidenceequal to one’s depth.I’ve been bereavingover this messagesent out, with flagspinned to headstones.I am bleedingthe waters I must cross,with the pain that singson an ocean of grey.Bitter flavorfrom iron coatings.Sinister fervortramples over grainspiled upon humanity’slimited remains.I sting under sunlight,surrounding myselfwith slow-moving glacierscapturing the night.There are otherswho’ve dreamed beyondthis recurring nightmare.They are…
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What I devotefrom an imperfect heartmade out of iron,are the perfect edgesof a diamond.I’m not beggingfor an eternitywhile I’ve knownit was alwaysa moment insidedelicate reach.I’ve come downwith a weightto leave in the dirt,dedicating brittle,honest presenceto unite.Hold out your hand,glistening from tearsyou’ve let flyfrom half-open eyes.Hold out your heartfor this starlit adoration,under an infinite skymatching our…
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Modern Romanticism 