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greatbigcongratulations
greatbigcongratulations
24/F/Moscow, Russia sempre.
Said it's the end that puts one on his feet Blindfolds and leads him through the mess Of gentle memories and blood stains On fingertips of those who know where weakness is He witnesses the fate throughout the emptiness   Over a universe of secrets he could keep He chooses one to carry with him
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Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 3:48 PM UTC
Untitled
we're on the run to the unknown feeling trapped in our own bodies with glimpse of hope we carry on in search for home within somebody
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 8:09 PM UTC
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You. The Judy O'Grady Who's constantly waiting For ubiquitous flattery and lust A cold-blooded lady Untruly be gaining The trust of those gullible hearts My ****** oh Mary, Let your heartstrings vary From ruthless and violent ****** The sorrow that's buried Within you and harried Someday will ground you into dust Be wise, my old lady, The truth may be heavy And somehow might seem so unjust The power that's carried By love so unwearied To seize and inherit you must
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
You
Oh, how I **** the minutes before sleeping These soul-destroying soldiers marching on Their rhythmic steps - the seconds - leave me weeping Hopeless for dreams within the echelon The consequence - their pride, their triumph Brings me to thoughts abandoned through the day I close my eyes and try to stop the crying But memories - their weapons - keep me (a)wake "My dear, I'm begging you, forgive me For I am tired of the bitter truth Please let me rest, defend me from the thinking Please take the love I've ever given you" And when the dawn at last has started breaking The troops have finally retreated then This newborn day - I know - won't leave me aching Today I whisper carefully - "Amen"
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Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 5:36 AM UTC
Night thoughts #1
As a flower thou wither in the absence of light With no rays and no heed where the agony hides When the bloom is no longer a forthcoming bright And the singing is now not a prayer, but cry In the wisdom and bravery thou reckon the faith And the spirit takes over misdeeds that were made As a flower thou wither in the absence of light Though thy soul is remembered, embodying might ~ 7/17
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Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 4:30 AM UTC
As a Flower Thou Wither