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nausea from the fear of realitythat in your bones, the marrow is creamy white and queasycurdled like the thoughts you have ofspace and time and moment..
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I’ll count the stars
On my two hands
On my two feet
I’ll count the stars
In my urban forest
With skyscrapers and neon lig..
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silence found it's way, to the tapping of the keyboardeach word encroaching, - found…lack of spirit, - found…meaning dissipates when my ..
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the time passesin moments spent with youDarlings, oh precious ones, you hold me into the nightwith your words of pain, betraying your moralitythe weep..
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Enveloped, I breathed.
Held for so long in friendship,
By voice, by spirit, by gaze...
And now,
Enveloped by arms, lips, body,
Caresses and kisse..
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I could live forever in a moment, that is what my first love taught me
I could live forever always passing, these moments in steady continuation,
No..
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The family I keep building, seem to fall away.so home is where I sit.The family I have is far away.so home is where i sit.I laugh with you, and find I..
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There’s People
Who Talk of Murder
There’s people
who talk of murder
There's people
who ha..
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