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2017-04-28 21:06
There once was a man with danger in his eyes,Born to deception and broken by lies;He searched the whole world for a purpose to meet,He never looked back and he trusted his feet. The road was… Read More
Wishful Thinking
2017-04-24 19:44
I want, I need, I wishThe world could fit into my palm,Then with these whispers you can’t hearI’d be the storm and you, the calm. I need, I wish, I feel Like I could use a raging… Read More
On The Ledge Of Smoke And Bones
2017-03-20 22:12
I need a cigarette to burn At the edges of my tongue, Where teeth scrape against my lips, To scorch this poison from my lungs. I need a thunderstorm to wash These layers of my feverish skin… Read More
2017-03-19 15:58
Blue was for her eyes so bright, The sun was jealous of their light, For that ocean-stained gaze I’d sail directionless for days. Red was for those lips I kissed, That mouth that spo… Read More
2017-03-14 19:08
One. You look at him and breathe. You feel unsteady on your feet. They say first steps are hard to take And the decision, hard to make. Two. He looks at you and tries So hard to read it in… Read More
Mad Or Madly Broken
2017-02-27 21:11
If I wanna scream, I’ll scream, Tear myself apart seam by seam, Fill my lungs with needles and sand And try to make them understand. If I wanna break, I’ll break. When you can&rs&hell…Read More
2017-02-21 22:28
I’ve got poison on my lips And in my glass, red wine. I’ve got you in my bloodstream And this porcelain heart of mine. I’ve got oceans in my veins And to sail them, you alo… Read More
2017-02-17 22:27
If you ever come back, it’ll all have changed, But I’ll still be the same, We won’t look back on what we’ve lost, There’ll be no one to blame. If you ever come… Read More
2017-01-26 16:02
Eleven minutes past eleven. I wish that time were standing still, So I can taste some of forever And still have more of it to kill. Eleven minutes past eleven. I wish I hadn’t closed m… Read More
2017-01-21 16:36
I told him I’m a pebble, A grain of sand lost on the shore. He said, “No, you’re every wave Of the seas I kneel before.” I told him I’m a feather, Floating away… Read More

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