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Molotov Love
I've got a hunger ( Read more... ) -
Hope is the Ultimate False Prophet, All Hail Ye Godless Men
We walked into the ocean hand in hand ( Read more... ) -
Prisoner of Lore
She flies her paper plane so close to the candle.
The edges turn brown and curl
like the edge of her grin.
Imprisonment comes in many flavours.
Liberation is not served, but rather, comes
barreling down the mountain like an avalanche.
One may fight it, struggle against it; but,
it rushes in regardless.
Upon her lips, she whispers "freedom"
where once ( Read more... ) -
Literally Dead
Tonight I sleep with the noose around my neck
pulling tighter to find a path
except it's not a noose, I couldn't even pull that off
not even graceful in my death
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Horror Story
the vines climb and wrap around your heart
they squeeze as i try to pry them apart
you choke as you think you breathe
we both are caught amidst the disease
try to think your way out of this maze
but your mind is afflicted with the same craze
burnt toast and a coffee for the road
a little lime on your pie a la mode.
the spiders here are working ( Read more... ) -
Burn it Down
Shattered porcelain, an anxious dream ( Read more... ) -
An Ode to Carbon Monoxide
Press your lips against the plastic, It's not quite as you imagined it ( Read more... ) -
Hope is a Cruel Mistress
The wind does not blame the sails for harnessing it to return home ( Read more... ) -
Ashes
Brush fire choking the sky ( Read more... ) -
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What happens when you have reached the bottom of the valley? What happens when you crossed that ocean? What happens when you have reached the apex? The tide does not cease to ebb and flow. The blackest night does not grow darker. I see people as I want to see them. I see you as a cigarette burn in a pillow case.i see him as charcoal tree ( Read more... )