percussion

notes and rests that could not be rhythmic, beats and slams that could not be harmonic, and in the same, falling in love with someone that could not be

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bound

i preferred living in a fantasy rather than having your memories stay as uninvited guests.

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lost

my vocabulary’s been stunted by words that i haven’t been able to say to you secrets that continue to be unexposed bookmarking how i feel pinpointing to spots of fragile vulnerability mapping outlines to my heart waiting to be found

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post marked

theres no use keeping track of the months or counting the days time is sand that shall keep slipping, and it won’t lead me any closer to you.

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consequence

i kept your memory alive for far too long and you weren’t even deserving i swallowed the happy pill, relying on it to save me one too many times now i don’t know what to do to kill the pain i’ve let my contentment be replaced by madness, burying myself in it its all blurry […]

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meridian st.

i beg and plead for you to tell me your stories of laying under the motions of stars the layers of bright and grand colors India holds human nature and consequent at its dizzying best translated through your upbringing and early adulthood tell me about the pain and sorrows that wrapped around your fingers and […]

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second time around

you’re killing yourself. all i can do is stand back and watch damage being done i already did my time standing at the edge of the hospital bed tubes fusing in and out blood slowly flowing through your limp body “he won’t make it” -doc says i began to feel my heart failing as i […]

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becoming colorless again

i’ll ask myself if you were worth the ache fervently, by each rising day and closing night if your touch was enough for me, as its lived on and stayed in my mind if you were satisfied, and the growing thirst in your mouth had been quenched we both reached our peak in youth crafting […]

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nightmare

specular reflection sun glitter amidst an intrepid tide, particles forming and breaking fully submerged and submissive to the rhythmic sea-front my eyes were lost in their allure and vulnerability- very much like they were with you pennies shining through a cascade, flowerets openly fusing in the breeze and across closed eyes, seagulls speaking in pitch… […]

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heathrow

i fell in love. i always wondered what it would feel like, how i would know because this heart’s always been fragile, it’s carried too many people and in the end, they were just a false alarm unsatisfactory, because i was always left wanting more and all the wounds stayed open until you came along […]

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