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“The more manufactured a simple thing is, like a vote, the less it should ever be seen, in terms of its quality. There is the intelligent politician, or there is the intelligent individualist. There is the idiot politician, or there is the idiot individualist. Though, to say that there is intelligence in casting a simple…
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Let yourself be named, “hope”,For youHave found the twine,The ropeThat saw me hangingBy a gentle sway,After a greater tug of myselfInto this well. Run your tears like waxDown the braided piece of string,Thin as your eyelashes,Long as your armsTo where I reside.I must come up. Like dismal Autumn leaves,You leak the contents of your eyesDown…
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My dear,Dine with me, near,And place your eyes close to the weightOf the entire sun.Dream magnificence,Hold radianceIn arms that perch like burning birch,And give to me your sweating glance,Drowning the night’s wavesIn heat. Your loveIs a calm stupor.I will guest youIn tomorrow’s morningBy lifting youTo see the remnants of the moon.Hold your tongue,And do not…
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This was delayed, because a new cover had to be made. It will be released, very soon.
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Harvest itFrom wet lips,Sunken deepIn the ever-grey tempest.You are disguised by distrust,Yet, I can tell you do this to allure. Just a romantic elementTo describe this infatuationFor a heavenly pairOf glistening redBrought close,By your radiant stare. Undress yourself,Nestle yourselfIn the iris-covered quiltsThat I might sinkInto your silk. You are beautifulWhen you step back,Against the wallWith…
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“It is never that a person feels pain for what is present, though rather for what is absent.” – Modern Romanticism
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“If love hurts, then love will survive. One should know the difference between the pain of loss, and the pain of sacrifice, in love. For if one has given their heart, then one has sacrificed themselves. That is the pain, to be named as the happiness for what one should know was a worthy departure…
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“One should name themselves as weak, and forever such, when they dislike the idea of attaching themselves to a non-material thing, being a person. For if they were to lose that person, it could not be seen as expendable. It would be seen as forever lost. True strength is only ever bred when one can…
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“How often to weep, dear one? We are not so much different, as you might believe. I bite my own tears, swear myself to my own fears, in dire belief that I will wake up to your silence. Why do you cry, my love? There is no danger. The world might be burning, though there…
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“Anything else, I could outweigh myself from, outmaneuver myself from, outclass myself from. Besides you, all else could be shut like the sun that crosses the gap of the entire sky. Left in the darkness, I begin to dream. I begin to stare. Upon walls that are buried in black, I still see you, imprinted…
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The soldier crosses gapsOf bleeding wounds.Torn fleshAre numbered to the extremitiesFrom where crimson flows.His faceUpon the yellow horizon,The warm descensionOf a flame that is differentThan from those who aim for death,By that of the torch. Still, no brighter warmthThan the heartOf one soldier without the disguise,When he can mourn for the safety of his wife.A…
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“All originality pertains to the stagnant history of a thing, of a creation, of a development. When people can pertain their future to the history, they are responsible. For responsibility could only ever amount to a person knowing that their history cannot change. And so, the future should not change, though simply improve. For if…
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