

DesperationI haven't felt like this in a while desperately thinking of your smile I can't recall when you were here nothing but the fear of losing you lost so long ago you were the first who filled my heart with light who broke the endless night you stirred something I thought had disappearedDesperation
desperately I try now to forget to leave you far away away until I have no more regrets
I held a knife I thought could chase away the doubt inside my head you were the first I thought I'd deign to bed
Like everything I ever touched


FingerpaintsNo you were the last I opened this shell barren to the world I felt you deserved to see the soul I held so deep within. You ran How can I blame you?Fingerpaints
No I cried laying on the floor, the concrete burning my skin the tears blurring the psychotic scribbles I wrote around my body each one a sonnet to despair hopeless unrequited love
I took the cardboard from behind my closet and taped the window shut blocking out the day so my night would never end so the day you ran away would never catch this heart unready for responsibility of act


I think way too muchThe multiple frames of reality normally are narrowed by our biological controls set in place in order to exist with the boundaries of our mortal existence. This network is more than a three dimensional set of characteristics which identify our personalities or skills. It is inherently placed within the unconscious of sentient beings and this map of sorts is what we consciously identify with when we set the bar to qualify for sentience.I think way too much
Why do we not consider any other animal to be sentient? It is because they cannot interact with this higher dimensional or alternative plane which coexists with us. It's expression is what we call


Winter loveThe bare tree sways between the harsh white sun and deep blue black of frozen plains crowned with soft yet heavy furrows of the maidens graceful tears, so gently falling from the great expanse that is the north wind's sky till only quiet chattering of jays sound reply.Winter love
Mountain paths now overflow with the bounty offered by our ladies sorrow, as she mourns in revery for the next rebirth of a joyous spring so full of life. Now only pine scent fills the air beside the ice now doubly blessed by the queen of this so cruelly scorned time. By her nature, by na


Finding HomeI want to finger paint your name onto every page of my books, scrawl the sound of your heartbeat into the margins until it's perfectly in tune with mine. I want to live behind your bird-cage ribs, to hold your heart next to my own. I want to bend the hours and stretch the days so that we can have more time. I don't want to end up with a bunch of empty poems about a boy who used to sing. I want your breath to grow strong and sure, and for it to sing out to the heavens like it used to.Finding Home
I want to be more than a voice, more than a song. I want to fill the hearts and stretch the days of humanity for the rest of time. I want to


Common ThreadsEmpty sunrises, followed by dimming stars The deepest chill of winter deadening the earth Vague memories lie dormant, While the future stands still, just for this moment But still I cant help but wonder Is this all that remains?Common Threads


repressioni'm so afraid that i've forgotten how it really feels to miss you because it's been so long that i'm losing touch with everything that i'm supposed to miss.repression
i live my memories every single day, but in the most terrible ways, and slowly but surely they're being taken away from me.
why can't i paint your face on my heart like i used to? why are the songs losing their meanings, losing the magical chords that struck me to begin with?
is it possible that i am simply forgetting the pain because one more day of
you're very inspiring :3
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"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live"
-Albus Dumbledore
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oh no! we gotta go save the burning watermelon! wait what is a watermelon doing like about to burn!?
im drinking air through a straw
ill stop wearing black when people stop selling themselves
i mourn over the loss of humanitys dignity
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oh no! we gotta go save the burning watermelon! wait what is a watermelon doing like about to burn!?
im drinking air through a straw
ill stop wearing black when people stop selling themselves
i mourn over the loss of humanitys dignity
i<3my gameboy
I posted all of my really old stuff on a different account though.
It's a great way to relieve stress and really express yourself.
You have great talent, if there's anything I could do to help you please let me know
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oh no! we gotta go save the burning watermelon! wait what is a watermelon doing like about to burn!?
im drinking air through a straw
ill stop wearing black when people stop selling themselves
i mourn over the loss of humanitys dignity
i<3my gameboy
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"Are you insane?"
"No... I'm a pirate!"
7 is My Truth
lol, I would never have thought of it that way. Thanks
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