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I believe that a cosmic force pushes us together for one reason or another. That we’re born into certain families, at certain times, so that we ..
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The madness in your eyes blacken the whispered howling of my soul.No redemption for the echoes of the forgotten.The lies, how do I come to peace with ..
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I remember fairy lights and summer nights where you and I were intertwined in a maddening fever.The world outside fell away.Our imperfect paradise.Lus..
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Twisted dreams and far off screams echo through the stillness of the midnight hour.Reminding me that I’ve become my own hostage.Imprisoned in un..
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Truth be told, I’m afraid to stay the same, to become stuck, fastened to this one point in life.Do you think that the passage of time feeds off ..
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No matter how appalling, I confess, at this hour, upon reflection regarding events that have lead me to where I am now, I am aware of the innocents th..
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In silence it doesn’t seem that time is still obliged to require an effective disguise for desire, if it appears to suit the entrance of an utte..
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Life demanded that the orange blossoms in bloom shower the deteriorating and crumbling souls that cry out in the inferno that is chaotic madness. Life..
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January once showered me in mesmerizing shooting stars.I’ve fallen into this space where I simply cannot exist; and to this I have surrendered.Y..
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