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I did it again. I spoke. I shouldn't speak. Should have learned the last time. They roll their eyes when I speak. T..

Pretty memories of tarnished things.

A short poem about the demise of the S.S. Titanic by a cold air mirage.

Just my thoughts

Come with me to the forest Scale the mountains, the waterfalls Fall in love with the rain Bouncing off leaves onto you an..

Am I a robot? Seen only for my parts, at least the working ones. Reduced down to what I do. My mechanics are of n..

I heard you calling the other day, chasing me down the street. I also got your seven missed calls. Four voicemails, u..

Little flowers clung to the curves of a blue and white vase. A memory of an antique store. A memory of you and me. Wal..

It’s a darty. A darty? What’s a darty? You know--a day party. Oh. Cool. Yeah. Cool. ..

The light kept blinking at me from the night stand, my alarm clock angrily telling me that I had stayed in bed to..