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pieces of me are already spilled across the floor of this life I knew I must hold tightto the rest so, I decided, even though it would destroy so much of what was left…set parts of me afire and turn me into ash in a desperate attempt to save myself that it was best to let…
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I see your handsimagining all they’ve held..grip, pen and syringeand yet all I can think ofis how your fingers would looklaced in mine or around my throat you make me want to sin LLthe blood & the bones
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The writer, the warrior, the wanderer the man I never really knew Yet the only one to ever see all the way through He walks along the Milky Way, a million grains of sand spread out like stars and down the roads of the forbidden lands and darkest parts of the universe Not ready to…
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a ghost in camouflage and grey smoke you write yourself into their story whatever they need you to be crawling inside them just to claw your way out again a lie a figment of longing imagination an oasis a place to live and die in bleeding out upon awakening here and gone leaving marks but…
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we promised never to forgetwe raised the flagwe held handswe swore we would be always rememberthat feelingwe promised we would move forward shoulder to shoulderbattling the same enemya nation of all shadestogether as oneknowing united we standdivided we fall did we keep that promise? LLthe blood & the bones
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I remember that it hurt but yet here I am again moving outside the edges of you earth and sun in orbit should not get too close I know how it burns still I remain in revolution arm held high your hand the axle a swivel, a pivot, a twirl a slow deliberate dance in…
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I’ve been sitting here all day wondering how to write this. Something that says something about the importance of this day and the above was all I could come up with. Because it’s real and to me real is everything. You see, I’ve spent my whole life trying to see people that most don’t. Mostly…
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i don’t know how to make any of it ok i’m just here putting one foot in front of the other and calling it life LL
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The story on repeat. Left behind on the other side. But I won’t see you there. Always getting caught up in little boxes. Misunderstandings. Words misread. And it isn’t like it’s ever anything significant. Just a connection. Just electricity. Just magnets. Or just a passing thing. Just another girl you said you’d get busy and…
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Flip the switch Mr Hyde is back again He is monster and man And I wait to see Which version awaits me Sometimes I am prey and sometimes I am nothing LL
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