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Hell is a room with youBut Hell is also without you.Because I’ve intertwined myselfWith you, so deep,With secrets, only meant for you.And I can ..
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I’ll open a pack of cigarettesWhen the night is that kind of cool and crispWhen the sun is settingAnd your bones start to chillOr when the morni..
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Pessimistic, I know
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In the silent night, not so silent,
Whispers fed and fear so triumphed.
The moon pregnant in golden light;
Foggy dew marked my beginning ..
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Fear is a stark reminder of what living can truly be.Of why we yearn to be alive in the first place.When we are fronted with that dread of the worst k..
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It starts with a thought,A wormy thing that infectsLike a parasitePreying on that brief,Brief moment of doubtUntil it’s gorgedAnd left a shell o..
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The bereavement roomThe hollow, soul-filling, sweet melancholyOf that that ugly roomHas bored its way into my DNA.Becoming the first chapterIn a book ..
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On the walls of the world, it is proclaimed:
“I am here”
A small declaration in the shadows of giants.
But I will be forgotten.
And th..
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How do you perceive infinity?You don’t.Give up.It is more worthwhile to discover the meaning of life.Your life, anyways,Rather than infinite oth..
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Dreams are great imitatorsOf experiences and fearsRamming down barriersTo roads once firmly blockedWith their bigNO TRESSPASSING signForgotten.How you..
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