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*i really don’t like this all that much*
One sees the green grass grow, not knowing what lay beneath In the soil I planted my hope and despair Intricate impossibilities, too much of a mess What grew, no one knew Complexities of mixed shrubs and herbs, coming together … Continue reading
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i choke on my words keeping in the whispers from last months whimpers ignoring my wishes and the world
there are never too many books, never too many pages to fill this empty heart but escape is possible, your words drain my light and cease my senses
i braid my hair to keep you out of my eyes but never stray, dear i can’t help but looking back to see if you’re alright
the stomach asks to be fed, the heart asks to be loved the brain asks to be answered, and i ask to be free.
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sometimes your shadows haunt me, so i tend to hide in the cold, cold depths of below. he said for me to send him my love and you told me to leave.
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i think life can be beautiful. human beings with unconditional love, faith, and understanding. a song so good you leave it on repeat, feeling something indescribable. the last page of a good book. the last sentence. pages you reread over … Continue reading
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who knows what holds in future folds of this crinkled message we call life some scribbled words of granite ink or ripped out pages containing the short cuts which way is the exit?
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