Arranj - Hello Poetry

The only good calling off there is Is the kind that Calls the calling off off

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Jun 30, 2014

Jun 30, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC

The only good calling off there is Is the kind that Calls the calling off off

My favourite season is autumn When the darkness starts to surround you Like a comforting embrace across your entire existence It's like when you take a bath And the water temperature matches your body's And you can't differentiate Where the water starts And where your skin ends Like taking flight That's what autumn is to me The exterior darkness Undistinguishable To my internal void My soul leaking from every pore I exist everywhere and nowhere simultaneously

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Jun 28, 2014

Jun 28, 2014 at 7:56 AM UTC

Autumn

My favourite season is autumn When the darkness starts to surround you Like a comforting embrace across your entire existence It's like when you take a bath And the water temperature matches your body's And you can't differentiate Where the water starts And where your skin ends Like taking flight That's what autumn is to me The exterior darkness Undistinguishable To my internal void My soul leaking from every pore I exist everywhere and nowhere simultaneously

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I don't think I can ever make enemies were probably just gonna end up bonding over how much we hate me

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Jun 23, 2014

Jun 23, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC

Untitled #3

I don't think I can ever make enemies were probably just gonna end up bonding over how much we hate me

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I've been breaking my bones trying to reshape them to make your eyes comfortable I've been going under cognitive reconstruction to shelter your mind I've been feeding spars flames to this piece of firewood just so I don't burn you I will no longer dilute myself just to have the right to exist While you flaunt all your raw intensity Just because you have normativity holding your hand

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC

Modification

I've been breaking my bones trying to reshape them to make your eyes comfortable I've been going under cognitive reconstruction to shelter your mind I've been feeding spars flames to this piece of firewood just so I don't burn you I will no longer dilute myself just to have the right to exist While you flaunt all your raw intensity Just because you have normativity holding your hand

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You have been greatly misinformed, who told you you can pick and choose when to practice unconditional love?

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC

Dear Amor,

You have been greatly misinformed, who told you you can pick and choose when to practice unconditional love?

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Poems are my way of communicating without the commitment

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC

Untitled #2

Poems are my way of communicating without the commitment

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"While its true that these plants are tough, and can usually survive under such circumstances, most certainly will not thrive." Don't forget there's a difference between existence and sentience

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC

Cacti

"While its true that these plants are tough, and can usually survive under such circumstances, most certainly will not thrive." Don't forget there's a difference between existence and sentience

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14.12.13, 00:18 Then I figured, no ones going to validate my feelings but me so: *'Your feelings matter and although this maybe temporary, it still exists and therefor it is real'*

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Jun 8, 2014

Jun 8, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC

Diary Entry #3

14.12.13, 00:18 Then I figured, no ones going to validate my feelings but me so: *'Your feelings matter and although this maybe temporary, it still exists and therefor it is real'*

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27.2.14 My poster looks like it's about to fall off and all I'm doing is pushing it back to the blue tack even though I know it's going to fall again. I think that's a metaphor for my life at the moment

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Jun 8, 2014

Jun 8, 2014 at 6:10 AM UTC

Diary Entry #2

27.2.14 My poster looks like it's about to fall off and all I'm doing is pushing it back to the blue tack even though I know it's going to fall again. I think that's a metaphor for my life at the moment

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25.2.14 Our lives are as short as mayflys lifespan in the eyes of celestial beings

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Jun 8, 2014

Jun 8, 2014 at 6:08 AM UTC

Diary Entry #1

25.2.14 Our lives are as short as mayflys lifespan in the eyes of celestial beings

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