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Behind doors I cannot open with keys that never was, i feed letters through slots hoping they would reach him.

I dreamt that he would consume them and one day emerge, whole.

But the chrysalis never broke, and what couldve been never was.
Hi guys hope everyone is well, my favourite time of the year approaches, pancake day!!
ZACK GRAM Jan 31
Be at peace in Gods plan
Gods gifts
An Gods lands
The King shall demolish you
You will never **** my White Rock
Gold domes
Jesus Christs
Joshuahs
Riahs
Epic cost pals
Sumerian Rick
Tablet Brick
GOLD CUPS
GOLD THRONES
my wifi so strong
Walk a mile walk a preach
No guns my brothers baught them
Rip hooks
No sama no bin ladins
The Greatness Moving
Pour a cup
Nevermind fallback
Pay a tax
Giant tree petrified
Blocks
**** a stock you need water
No sink
No toilet
Sit on a bucket
Kitchen closed
Wash your hands dust your soldier
Out the mag charge
Compton baby DieGone alley
No pres Z no Pres X got Next
Pop an dip
Sip a syrup
No vial
Straight *****
Ask Him Yourself
Bekah Halle Dec 2020
That, which is before me, I take hold,
Stepping forth with the keys
Once wearily, but now growing bold. 
Down, black dog, down.
Joy: light in thin cracks extol.
My heart, growing in strength
Stepping out more bold,
It’s the only way to learn, heal and grow peacefully old.
Ylzm Jul 2022
as in clouds so in words
many things seen and read
hiding keys affirming revelations
in the unseen and unspeakable
Laokos Jun 2021
if you think that you are
no better than your
current circumstances
then you are right

if you think that you are
better than your
current circumstances
then you are right

two keys
one locks your cage
and
one opens it

which one will
you use
today?
LC Apr 2021
two adjacent piano keys
yelled over each other
for a moving spotlight,
a crinkle of the eyes,
and a sweet, tender smile.
instead, their noise
made ears beg for peace
until eyes glanced away,
and they were left alone
with their discordant sounds.
#escapril day 28!
Andra Jan 2021
you sit
and look towards the sky
for nothing.

the rain can wash your cheeks
but your soul stays the same.
impure.
tainted.

and all you can do is continue
like this;
with a clean pinkish face
dragging your soul by the hair.
and you smile because you don't know.
hey you!
naive!
the rain doesn't heal!
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