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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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It driftsjust within reach,turning your awarenessinto liquid chaosthat runs amok. You want tosee everythingthat doesn’t matter,dissolving truthinto counterweights. Your worldmeans no harm,until you turn itinto what you want. What you needis from the thunderthat relights your voyagefor greater strength. Your sundies in the earth,drained of its light,dead in the nightyou welcome into beat back the…
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If you can,describe its familiarity.My handdives into contestbetween black velvet,the night, the rightto be recognized. Your coming deathwill enter in the secondthat tears will,while I drop the weightfrom a tight grasp. From warmthinto being frozen,into nourishingthe earthupon a whirlwind. I’m alreadydelivering fearinto another world,the one I’d preferto see burn. I’m embracingremaining moments,rememberingloud ticksfrom a towering…
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Deliberate uneasehas unfurled you,with blackened wingssettled among winds,blending in withunchanging scenery. You’ve burnedthrough yourbottomless abyss,landing a kissupon the first stoneyou’ve found. What you havefor memoriesare what you leadwithin reveries. Who you refusewithin such tearsyou let loosekeeps you guessing. Warmth can comefrom a simple gestureto head intoa lighthouse’sbold, oncoming rays. You’ve mistooklove for tyrannyto be devotedto…
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Vague words,shortest lived residuecomes crawlingfrom eyes,reenivisioning nothingback to the start. You can’t seewhy ice has gatheredin its clear form. You won’t speakto your broken soulhidden under dust. Your attention,scattered within cold,burning winds,tastes your skin,bites your tongue,drives speechinto corners. It’s where you quake,where you won’t wakefrom your nightmareliving on the inside. A small worldwhere you can…
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An ocean between,tears to be seenplagued through mirrorsthat don’t reflectwhat we want back. In return,for the world,we burn for whatwe can’t describe,without losing touchwith the floor. We’re standingjust to keep standingthis despair,moving throughthickening air,tangled inmatted hair. Stability’s aglowfor seconds,because we knownothing’s meant to last,journeying on,building moreto collapseinto a denof dust. What will we do,while we…
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Caught in a stormfrom our ownmishandling. We’re reviewingour curse,not a blessingfrom Heaven,for weare living a Hellfor losing. The silence,from severingthe stabilityof our wings,brought us here. Other timeswhen we weren’t,we were just dreamingwithout pause,without a causeto implementits worth. Such times,when remembered,grant us an excuseto abandon the present,to push in footprintsthat go backwardsinto a moreforgiving world. A…
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Dressed in finalityfor this occasion,burning imagesonto sand,returning grainsto the spotwe knew to meet. Answer to rainfall,prayed for to remakethe ocean we onceforgot to navigate. I’m rememberinghow we danced,letting our trails glide,mirroring the mist. Over long lines,for anchors,named your legs,I’m rushing to taketo the waythat I can stand,after eyesight lands. Light won’t betraywhat we undofrom our…
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Painstaking numbnesshas carried your torch,has let your tonguetaste bitter air. You comprehendwhere fewestare ever determinedto go, because youdeliver to lifeits frozen trail. Where you treadis on an oceanwithout a lighthouseinside the next mile,nor the one after. What you’ve bandagedis a long storywithout an ending. What you’ve undoneis a life that hangs its ruinlike an ornament.…
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Deprived, into believinga shield carriesyour discolored palette. Sunlight reins insmall specks of hope,telling you to dropwhat you’re holding out. It is your effortto begfor what refuses to beup front with you,to perceive your flawsfor you. No one shouldstand your groundfor you,while you weigh downtheir strength,even as a ghost. It’s another crimefor you to want themto…
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Help your cravingwhen you sensethat the missing parthas yet to be filled. You weren’t hereto be swallowed up.Instead, you cameto see yourselffollowed up. Into burning brush,gnarled wood,faces that will neverremember yours. The smoke has moreof your reflectionthan the mirrors. Count the days,until your agonycan’t be higher. What’s deletedyour innocence,has capturedyour insignificance. For you bend rules,just…
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There’s one holefor a single key.You won’t wake upto the soundsof thunder,choosing to dreamto find your way. The path is just a trickle,if you can follow.It won’t mislead you,because it’s a routewith no end. Your state, like this,will keep you crippledagainst hope,choosing enduranceover strength. Melting in winter,frozen during summerwas because you prayedto be left alone.…
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When we checkif there’s a pulse,we might acton impulse,or we can,as we should,tend to the lighton our shoulders. It’s been dancingto branch its streamsof naked goldover our bodies. It’s been taking noticeto two heartscombined to be heardfrom delicate whispers. We’ve been survivingon an ailing stalemate,finding defeatbeyond mere corners,behind an infinite numbersof sprawling walls. Our blooming…
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