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doubtsanddreams
IN THE PURSUIT OF THE GRAY AREA BETWEEN STILLNESS AND CHAOS.
i was made out of broken glass and jagged edges dangerous fragile beautiful formed to be strong capable resilient
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 1:47 PM UTC
pieces of me
much more precious are the scenes of morning coffee watching TV talking about nothing in particular i am reminded that our love is not at all times fireworks and sparks but finding solace in the normal kissing each other good night like always like us not boring but one
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
Untitled
sanity never entered the vocabulary of what we had sans peace sans order it was dynamic and explosive a chaos meant to be enjoyed hot and scalding and dangerous what we had burned and died like a white dwarf star its light losing shine
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 4:44 PM UTC
madness
teach me all the ways to make your heart flutter like a child dance in summer rain jump over rainbows i yearn to make your heart beat
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 4:38 PM UTC
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rock paper scissors shoot flashes of pelting stones shredding of dreams and splitting relationships unlucky is my fate indeed
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
Untitled
do not ask for purpose nor seek meaning because what we have cannot be proven by evidence what we have yearns for the unknown
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
a warning to the faint of heart
chain me to the memories of laughter and bliss ones where we weren't in a state of perpetual lost and negativity lock me there because i can't bid farewell to the broken motion our love repeats
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
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our love was paradise it healed and calmed t'was happy and safe our love was paradise too good to stay
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 9:44 AM UTC
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i believed in magic since I was a kid its enchantment was a mask for bruises it pulled rabbits instead of hair i always marveled at the last act when people disappeared
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 12:22 PM UTC
Tricks
sweet flowers held by spring sway as your beauty puts me to dream of hope that would last and peace as sacred as the meadows you reside
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
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