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TheArtisticDreamer
17/F/New York
there you are standing so far away with your perfectly everything you're swimming in the deep blue ocean i want to dive in that deep blue poison i want to feel your perfect body on mine i want to feel your salty dry lips on mine i want you so badly back but i know i can't you're to lost in the ocean the ocean of mind
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 1:19 AM UTC
i miss you
white is the colour of something new, without being a colour. white is nothing. what makes it something. something that screams without saying anything and at the same time it’s noiseless. white is like crystal snowflakes that swirls in the ocean blue sky and searches for his something. his colour. and when he founds his colour. he falls into that colour and that nothingness white changes into something. a new bright colour.
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Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
i like white.
Sometimes people say to me: ‘Just follow your dreams and everything will be alright.’ Other people say: ‘You don’t choose dreams, dreams choose you’. But f*ck all those people. Here I am, sitting in my bedroom hoping that there will fly a new brain filled with dreams and when I have a dream, I would follow it, I would chase it and then I would do anything to make that one dream come true. But you know what the truth is. I do have dreams. But every time they slip into the door there comes a big dark cloud filled with fear, doubt and insecurity that blows it all away. The only thing that is left over is a little bit ash filled with hope. I gather the little white sparkling ash that is left and put it in a box of matches. And one day I will have enough diamonds to do anything. That’s my dream.
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Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 3:05 AM UTC
My Dream