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you mix gunpowder and moments, of silence and gather components you'd author with smiles combustible crossover. gifting a locket, heart shaped alloy, wish upon a asteroid comet it'll turn to debris before it reaches to me countdown from three, wishing a frown obsolete douse gasoline, that set blaze to decree miscellaneous mundane, missiletoe mainframe hypnotize … Continue reading mad scientist
i recognize this abandonment pattern. neglect and avoid pushed to the side, suffocate & deprive overwrought. rush to get over the noise stiff arm tactical markup. 1 and death on the goal practically harmless. red zone ballad demarcation change is in constance, conscientious tailored departure mademoiselle, i've heard you tell me this often understandable. hatchet … Continue reading prius
you passionately spoke, breathing in between ; about how we'd be able to practically look at each other without speaking and know what we mean. hold my hands. slight facial gesture, radiant beam. on the cusp of extraordinary meaning, emboldened by components we both constructed with our definition of love. uphold the only person i … Continue reading disassociation
I dont know what I want whether its surface dwelling alone at the swamp or an oak in a marsh, soul searching proverbial want we're more or less spawns of monsters nobody needs you were my star spangled banner and I was taking a knee subterranean breeze, vitamin pond, still smell your perfume every once … Continue reading i know what i need
you can hear the... suburbia chime, zirconia vertebrae. pearly white spine glass thrown in stone houses, regular suburbia night whirring, rewind. chronicled childhood in olive drab paint monocle glass. wormwood and bottles of shawshank. dissolute solitude, wanderer who wallows in maze en route. delay for tomorrow. never promised today virgin diary. anne frank. marie curie … Continue reading fötter day
blossoming beauty. bud bellowing britches we reap what we sow. i'm sorry, my harvest rescinded behold love at first sight, to love at last minute i melted my nucleus cause my base was acidic it's not that we grew apart, we just didnt grow to begin with want to create a spark that embarks on … Continue reading You’re Stephanie and I’m Paulette
i’ve become receptive to any piece of endearment as if getting you to talk to me is some sort of achievement curve of your lips. the forming words swirled into art the muse from the Louvre turns my oeuvre into all to consume what you do, with every molecule i control then to being consumed... … Continue reading asterisk
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all little boys need father figures not to be normal, or not to be sane. You wouldn't turn on a lightswitch without seeing where all the conduits placed. You grow up with a fist full of hurt. A surge, like a missile, without hearing a 'miss you'. But one thing is certain, nothing makes you … Continue reading July 19th, 1991.
