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Life plays in a sped up motion, All I want is for someone to press pause. Been holding my breath, wanting to exhale; the moment I went under this w..

You hesitate as you re-call that moment. Call me back, Quickly...you panicked. Want to be committed But just a little bit. Put your hand in the f..

Droplets drumming a rhythm on my head. It was a painted canvas of lightning and grey, With folk's frantic feet and shooting parasols; all except f..

Often He'd bring me RosesSometimes they felt like thornsPeeling away at their petalled fleshMe thinks...Maybe he loves meMaybe He loves me not

I'm like a wave of energy Creating cracks in places I ought not to be That travelling sensation down your spine; potentially bursting you open. Ho..

My thoughts.

I break, little pieces of me break, Inside.

Candidly I come before you. I let you in with little effort. You break, just to piece me together. Aligning my missing parts with yourself My mo..

Its painfully beautiful, The way you hold her heart. Blood dripping through your phalanges, Making a mess. Losing her, Losing consciousness, Th..

"I have a dream, that..." I too, have had dreams, that... Like accolades across my forehead, I wore the royal diadems. I lied supine, going ..