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I've seen them working. I've watched as their seemingly innocent eyes twitch.Like daggers piercing sand, or water plopping through air, they slice and..
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I thought about you today.It had been months since you've crossed my mind, and it was today that you found your way back in.How is it, that you always..
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I walked back alone in the cold darkness of this place.I sat for a bit in that brightly lit room, searching for anything that I could say to you.The l..
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You would think that you'd remember being here.You would think that you'd remember what to do, where to go, what was going to happen, but you don't.Th..
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If I could, I would take it all back. Rewind, renew, all that wishing bullshit. I would be good to you, we wouldn't have fought all those times, we wo..
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If you read this, make sure to think of it as a conversation.
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A quiet argument within me
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The world goes to sleep at about two in the morning.I only know this because I work through the night. When the sun sets, it begins. Children with goo..
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There are parts of the day that I feel a bit off, As if something is missing, or I am forgettingI watch as my hours roll into my weeks, my sunrises hi..
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The
stars are apparent, but they are not our own.
As I
push myself deeper into my meditation, I see them clearly. Electric
blues and shades of ..
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