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We’ve been burning the candle at both ends. Maybe I will melt away with you. Waxing in love limned by moonlight, Warm bodies suffused with a ..

Hi... Hello. How are you? I am doing fine. Now, Might I Run away and hide? Or else I fear That I will surely die. I am Not sure Really ..

Hunched back at the pulpit, Heads bowed down in shame. The Spotlight’s shining on you. Cassocks cover up the blame. You’re preaching t..

The sunshine hurts my eyes, So just keep me in the dark. You might see that I'm crying If you look really hard. I don't wanna know. I don't wan..

Meh... A thing I wrote

Let me calculate your trajectory As you fly away from me, Sitting here looking at this screen While yet another departure leaves. Criss-crossing l..

Just justify your entitlement. Responsibilities removed, Stripped of wasted youth, You have everything to prove. Establish your sense of innocence..

Recently, I have developed a nearly crippling fear of creating. As a creative, that could pose kind of a problem. Picture a painter without the..

Confusion eats my brain. I cannot wash away the stains, The world leaves me behind. What have I done with my mind? I cannot escape this cage. Wh..