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andrew-mcelroy
andrew-mcelroy
30/M/Australian This is the strangest life I’ve ever known.
I told ambitious lies & Dreams of stories from past lives Breathed out months ago In the moths wing down below From here to eternity All will be remedied in remembrance If I could just remember how it went again things would be different and I could go back to the way things were and then it may be quite possible to breathe again, breathe again; maybe quite possible to breathe again, breathe again I’ve been living in sin and I can’t quite keep up with what I’ve been living in All this momentum is keeping me thin Drinking again - still drunk and I’m not giving a **** about you or us Watch me spin Out of control Out of control Into your arms Of sweet release and emptiness The emptiness is eating my skin Eating away at my better half Let me loose so I can begin to sin again
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 5:26 PM UTC
Same...
How does one navigate down the river In one piece? Or is that the order of the dark water To rip and shred changes through eternity I’ve been accustomed to change But this is a dream This makes life seem so strange I love it It has turned me inside out It makes me feel alive for the first time In a long while How can I explain things? How could one understand without being In and out of every moment Once believed to be so important The beloved that live there The one that lives here Our lives are too crossed for the end of the crossroads now. We are far from over I’m just getting started I’ll see you there...
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
Welcome Home
Watch her eyes fold Into shapes unknown I’ve been searching for A reason to exist I’m being pulled down And dragged out by the wrists But you are almost certain That life moves on before the lift off I’m not sure what to believe Myself or ten thousand voices underneath Myself or ten thousand voices underneath
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Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 3:19 PM UTC
Olympious
Like a wave of cancer it swept over me and I couldn’t answer the question yet again it penciled me in a stairway by the door I was watching the clock tick slowly away and I’m still here somehow stuck in the madness the night I figured out that one day this just might return back again in the hallway I decided to open up I changed my mind No luck on that side So until then I’ll keep on swimming Until I find my way Through your ocean of sickness Let’s see... What is this?
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
Straight Through
Oh my God, Here you are again I was almost certain That you were gone for good This time It’s up to us to see the grave Your slow knife always stayed Buried beneath the earth Miles away from me But it is creeping back now My dark passenger In the wind Behind my eyes To the left, I'm not alright Your ways turn me bad Make me strange Spill my guts out Onto the pavement In the basement You told me sweet lies One more time Evil stranger Tell me again I’ve got to know why You take over my minds eye and push me out to sea With no way back But to swim back out Through the ninth gate I’ve said it before And god forbid I say it again This time you’re through I will be the end of you Or you me Time will tell me, For it has already told you.
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 12:46 PM UTC
A Little More
I just want to sit here in the dark and not think about flying or anything, for that matter Was this stretched tight enough Or should I keep screeching on I’m bloodied from the hands down, A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did. They can’t name it, what is this problem He has No way of letting anything out again Only objective lies and The forever crooked spine that takes A smack in the face from this saying “I’m above, I’m above...” No cares Left in the world - Is a burnt star stuck on the right side Leaning, lying, letting, the likes of this get in your way Or ours if, in that one chance in hell the star would let us through I know, It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see What’s underneath the filth Let us breath Underneath No need What a place to be Now Now What a place to be No need Underneath Let us breath What’s underneath the filth It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see, I know the star would let us through in that one chance in hell Or ours if, I was leaning, lying or letting the likes of this get in your way, Is a burnt star stuck on the right side The only thing left in the world No cares “I’m above, I’m above...” A smack in the face from this saying The forever crooked spine that takes Only objective lies and No way of letting anything out again What he has They can’t name it, what is this problem Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did. A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn I’m bloodied from the hands down Should I keep screeching on Or was this stretched tight enough I just want to sit here in the dark and not think about flying or anything, for that matter...
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
(Three)
I just want to sit here in the dark and not think about flying or anything, for that matter Was this stretched tight enough Or should I keep screeching on I’m bloodied from the hands down, A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did. They can’t name it, what is this problem He has No way of letting anything out again Only objective lies and The forever crooked spine that takes A smack in the face from this saying “I’m above, I’m above...” No cares Left in the world - Is a burnt star stuck on the right side Leaning, lying, letting, the likes of this get in your way Or ours if, in that one chance in hell the star would let us through I know, It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see What’s underneath the filth Let us breath Underneath No need What a place to be Now Now What a place to be No need Underneath Let us breath What’s underneath the filth It’s a shame that we’ve only just begun to scratch the surface of the skin enough to see, I know the star would let us through in that one chance in hell Or ours if, I was leaning, lying or letting the likes of this get in your way, Is a burnt star stuck on the right side The only thing left in the world No cares “I’m above, I’m above...” A smack in the face from this saying The forever crooked spine that takes Only objective lies and No way of letting anything out again What he has They can’t name it, what is this problem Nothing shapes the comets around the stars like he did. A ****** form of a man that’s seen the dawn I’m bloodied from the hands down Should I keep screeching on Or was this stretched tight enough I just want to sit here in the dark and not think about flying or anything, for that matter...
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Death. A stranger in the woods - Waiting in the pines What is on your mind? Have you finally come to see me, Is it really my time? Is this star shine not mine? I’d hoped for just a few more weeks. I’ve seen your face before, Your glare from the shore, The tingling in my eyes... I remember you - Old unknown friend; Please, tell me that this isn’t the end The door is opened again... You and I are the calm below. The unknown caller on the line. Please don’t let it be my time! I don’t need to answer that call... Not yet, Not now. My friend, This is not the end.
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Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
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Put me on a shelf Set me to the side Sell me to myself I’ve gave enough I think I can go now The openness is nothing new It’s nothing I feel Let’s run to the moon Let’s swallow the sun I can show you the room I can show you some fun Where will you be then Where are you now Let me know someday Let me know somehow I’ll be there.
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Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
Mega Touch
I remember, I remember The fall that splintered into your eyes... Our kiss goodbye Your first time and my last night Everything is alright It’s alright if we shudder, I’ll stutter every time you walk by The legs and your neck, My teeth; stuck in between The curtain and the chimney It’s not what it means Do you see? Let me lay down now Let me see what’s at store I wanna see your bluebird fly I want to tell you what it’s for It’s all for nothing! Oh no, Not now... Not when! Maybe things will be different then Maybe I’ll look like a stranger that you once knew Maybe you’ll begin to wonder What it is about you What is it? It’s death stranding Leaving me lost in a fog that was never there.
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 7:39 PM UTC
Syrah
What a strange window The candle burnt a black spot on the inside Pain can describe a certain taste As I sit here alone staring through haze and wool fibers caught in the fog A complete mystery among the cool wind A fond friend that has gone again Is there a definite closure of the door Or am I just feeling this way Begging for a little more Since the last time it was cold I’ve changed I’ve never seemed to stay the same I’ve been a gleam in your eye A shudder down my spine Goosebumps down my arms Her slight sight directly into mine Send it back Tattoos meet and greet Skin on skin Again and again
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 11:31 AM UTC
L’s