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My heart is a canvas,painted with stars,a vastness that swallows worldsand reaches from afar.Fingertips that longto touch the warm sun rays,but stubbo..
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Spaces, between my ribs as I breath,I wince at the anxieties,my restless soul is filled with stars,dying, spinning, twinkling at all hours.Echoes haun..
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A question passes,every now and again,ripping it's way through my dreaming,tearing the clarity of mind.Sometimes there's an emptiness,an absence of to..
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Satin sheets bunched in spaces,scattered across the mattress,as blips of memories replay,and shift the pale emptiness in my mind.Breath, a softness, p..
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Hooves that pound,his vengeance thunders.The flames on his steed,draw fear, awe, and wonder.As he gallops through town,panic takes over,the people all..
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Happy Birthday Jewelz!!
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Looking up into the night's canvas,all is silent, but a melody moves insidetaking a breath into the cool air,as wonder drifts into my soul.I can feel ..
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Slipping...through my fingertips,what is thinner than water,but wounds your heart abound?Taken from my hands,like a nightmare, as it shakesshattering ..
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The years weigh heavy,pressing on my shoulders,like stacks upon rows of boulders.A spindle atop my headwhere the dark clouds collide,I thought time wo..
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If you were to pull apart the pieces of my heart,it would split between the cracks,a faint light glowing from underneath,but as you looked for the sou..
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