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fasi
fasi
a neurotic with a pen and an old camera
the heart she is imprudent, irrational to her keeper, a fickle friend beguiled - forever - by the executioner's charm on the cold block willingly she lays her head her own folly the heart sees not until "we" - she and i - lay bloodied, where hope is laid to rest tragedy!
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Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
The Heart
beautiful eyes smiling faces behind masks; oceans, storms, and ruins
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
Masks
we the helpless, in our greed for company we sold our souls when darkness set in in  our desolation we the invisible we sold shadows for survival, at every turn, on each road we sold shame unloved, and bent in a merciless world we sold hearts
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 1:05 PM UTC
Survival
i do not hate you for in hating you i will keep you and love you i cannot for your love is my ruin i need to let go to separate you from me for i need to live
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 3:05 AM UTC
letting go
this december, this rain is full of fire - fire and smoke. it's raining ashes, - ashes, ghosts, corpses of dreams and days long gone
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 3:00 AM UTC
december
one day whey you're gone in that void out of you i will write laments, and my dreams; they'll sing you like requiems
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC
when you're gone ...
time heals no wounds it's you sweetheart ... you do the fixing or remain bruised yours is the choice take the load off your back or live bent ... by its harrowing weight time helps no one unhinged, forced down by circumstance you pick your "broken" and rearrange your pieces you do the fixing time changes nothing it's all you!
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Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 5:12 AM UTC
Time Changes Nothing
The night is burning like ... a funeral pyre made of memories In this fire lay dreams ... you & I weaved in spring hues ... for six months and a day
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 1:14 PM UTC
Goodbye
you're that random book i picked up and could never put down i read you carefully page by page word by word holding you like holy scripture with love with devotion studying you like religion yet foreign you remain you're that strange book i found my story in
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
You're That Book
Tea an excuse I'm drinking the rain, and the gloom In this cup I drink memories there's a silence, deafening widespread , and frightening I’m consuming it I'm drinking this endless wait Tea an excuse I'm drinking your absence
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
Tea on a Rainy Day