I feel like
Life is a fever dream
Some days it’s meaningful
Others I can’t make sense of
It’s beautiful either way
And I always look for the
Golden hour
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 5:43 PM UTC
I wrote you a letter
said it was from the heart
the ink I used
really was from my heart
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 5:29 PM UTC
{friends are like roses
some of them, pretty petals)
(others are the thorns
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 5:39 PM UTC
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? you've changed ?
they say
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but they dont
question
? why ?
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Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 6:37 PM UTC
there is a hush
a silence of breaths
as the music dies
huddled voices huddle
troubled voices are more troubled
laughter dies and enters echoes
but how can there be
such a tragedy
the DJ's fall a mystery
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 7:03 PM UTC
how terrible it is
to be a writer
write! they say
write and the time will come
but how must one
compete to the top
when the shelves are filled with
"NYC Bestseller"?
oh how miserable it is
to be a writer
and they say
write! it isn't difficult!
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 6:02 PM UTC
i wish to be as
beautiful as the
moon
it's light a beacon
a pale silhouette
magical
i wish to be as
beautiful as the
moon
for the moon cares not
for admirers or
fame
it glimmers eternally
in the dark
midnight
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC
do you remember,
the day we first met,
you wore a stubborn face,
do you remember,
how we would talk and joke,
we were inseperable,
do you remember
when i held your hand
as tears streamed past your face,
eyes filled with grief,
do you remember
when you told me that
nothing will bring us apart?
i laughed,
we were so young,
oh but only if you,
r e m e m b e r e d
but you do remember,
glowing eyes,
and a faint smile,
an extended hand,
long evenings by the pool,
echoing laughs,
but you do remember,
what should have been
a happy memory,
ended so tragically,
when you should have been,
blowing out the candles,
you were paying your respects,
at my funeral
do you remember,
as i took one last breath,
and i told you that this wasn't,
the end
did i not tell you,
that i would come back?
i've been through this before,
but this time it's not the same,
this time i can't let go
you've changed,
but not your eyes,
you've changed,
and it breaks my heart,
but when the world forgot,
when i became just a name,
you remembered.
maybe in another lifetime,
if only i had been lucky in this life,
you could have been mine,
f o r e v e r
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 3:43 AM UTC
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In the darkest gloom,
A mother's love is a spark,
It illuminates and blooms,
It gives us a dash of hope,
and guides like a loom,
It wraps around tenderly,
a gift given straight from the womb.
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 5:24 PM UTC