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BrentD
BrentD
M/Los Angeles Plays a sax. Likes to draw. Roasts coffee bean.
Your heart is my world And its light a comforting Familiar Welcoming Conclusion To my journey
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Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
Less than three
If I had met you earlier Would our lips hold tighter If I had said I love you faster Would that look of admiration still exist If I had committed sooner Would the smiles be more common If I had told you how I felt rather than shy away even a day earlier Would our love had lasted
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 11:12 AM UTC
Off
Grass will dance Sky will grey Cold turns to warm Eyes will close Breath will flow Chance turns to form Life may seem like darts on a board or dice against the ground We are the culmination of our experiences and a compass from its playground
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Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC
You know what this is
Overall The night is good Promising spirits, laughs, and song The bar is full Friends chat and share the night I sit alone trying not to look pathetic My only friend the beer and whiskey Fooled by the idea That this will offer those promises Offer fullfillment A routine that never pays out
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
Barfly
Trembling hands              against circular grip. Pieces of road              reveal and disappear. Pools of light              raked with speed. My jacket lifts with              each heart beat. Her invitation rattles              in my skull. Blood flows              & body tingles. Sweat.             Excitement.                                Anticipation. Our bodies will soon              be together.
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Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 2:53 PM UTC
2:45 am
Familiar song invading my concentration. A precious moment distracted by an enjoyable memory. It has no place here. It has become intrusive. Once again, I must hate something I love.
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
Stuck
Foul smell Broken brick Ghosts of captured souls Labor lived Humble home Against ancient water wild and cold
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 4:35 PM UTC
Shore of Bagamoyo
Soft brown skin Delicate and familiar A scent unique to you Signature If gone for a while it will fade from memory But like a shape in a cloud or a constellation in the night Even the faintest aromatic recognition will bring you back to her.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 4:29 PM UTC
Recall You