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and now i know why. why every piece i have ever written seems foreign to me ( Read more... )

i can't get rid of this town because the ghosts haunt me like the sound of your voice. sometimes i mix it up, and it's your voice that haunts me like the ghosts of this town ( Read more... )

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Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.

Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the ( Read more... )

i remember a long time ago i wrote of one-lined thoughts that ran through my head ( Read more... )

 my phone feels so lonely without you.

 So goodnight moon and goodnight you
When you’re all that I think about
All that I dream about
How’d I ever breathe without
A goodnight kiss from goodnight you

And there you were
As I saw my Juliet come graceful down the stairs
It's hard to miss the way her eyes light up the room and steal the air
Just feel her lips lock on to every breath I take, cant ( Read more... )

she stepped up to the podium, sledgehammer in one hand, and every thing you could possibly care for in the other. and she said, "your walls are mine to break ( Read more... )