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I've hit my head 'til it's red and sore,Trying to think some harder and more.Yet, I can't for the life of me find,Some closure to mend my racing mind...
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Words knotted, tongue is thickBreath bound behind tight lipTaped and sealedA heart concealedBut the mind it swells -The mind it swells.Mouth stitched,..
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If a crush is just lack of information,then love is the endless pursuit of knowledge.Crushes live in the gaps -the spaces between knowing and not,teet..
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The intensity is what ignited us -It's what fed the flame.Fiercely, like a wildfire, it burned,A lively, brilliant beacon in the dark.Then came the tr..
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I am a wound-A smoldering ache,Where you once lit a spark-Fire permating,Among the naked shadows,Within my heart.You glance-Like flames from afar,Afra..
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The northern red oaksShift from summer green,Blushing in the chilled wind,Turning slowly into bright scarlet.I told you it was coming-Autumn closing i..
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Oh, those kindling eyes,That lit me like coal,I basked in their warmth,Certain of their permanence.Now, distant embers glowIn another hearth,While I w..
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Buried under days and dreams,In my brain, you've become the seed,Nestled among folds and fissures,Blending in 'til nothing differs.Roots cut through e..
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I have lived many lives-Told many lies,Worn a thousand faces,But my eyes stayed the same.Each version of me,Peeled layers off my spine,One by one, lea..
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But it always stops,Those heavy drops -Leaden bullets falling,Heavy clouds crawling,The mourning of summer,The grief of a daughter,As the troubles bre..
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