hyperballads - Hello Poetry

and my thoughts slowed down as they begin to swallow me in depths i cheered to fragile grips of sanity haunted to think these danger misers and memories that mean no long to me. [ i am deluding things again, don't i?]

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Apr 10, 2016

Apr 10, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC

3.3

and my thoughts slowed down as they begin to swallow me in depths i cheered to fragile grips of sanity haunted to think these danger misers and memories that mean no long to me. [ i am deluding things again, don't i?]

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i did (not) love her i did (not) adore her i [never] will remember her.

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Mar 27, 2016

Mar 27, 2016 at 10:31 AM UTC

a message for her

i did (not) love her i did (not) adore her i [never] will remember her.

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you're in my veins, my love eyes open while i close mine dearly, pull me closer closer, to your altar. maybe those sweet pollen can be licked off your flowery mouth.

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Jan 27, 2016

Jan 27, 2016 at 8:43 AM UTC

2.2

you're in my veins, my love eyes open while i close mine dearly, pull me closer closer, to your altar. maybe those sweet pollen can be licked off your flowery mouth.

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Tiameus, I humbly pardon thee, for what i testify might be an utter of my foolishness. I simply cannot tell such things nor do the courage so to stare at your concealed eyes. I cannot speak more or less For you have left me breathless and thinking. You shattered my reality whilst you put an end at my hyperbole's. We spun around together in circles Talking such pointless and serious things. At a cloud of dusk where I wake. I spend the time closely thinking loudly in sparks. I had thought so many things in how the beauty and marvel of your words came. At times left me awake widely at some nights of how captivating your defenses are, that sets me analyzing. In such hours, I often think about you. Decoding possibilities and inferences. Likely, you are a book that I need to read in such comprehension in challenge. Timaeus, time is running out. Clock gears in shock as the moonsetter plays to an end. My test is already done.

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May 20, 2015

May 20, 2015 at 7:25 AM UTC

2.2

Tiameus, I humbly pardon thee, for what i testify might be an utter of my foolishness. I simply cannot tell such things nor do the courage so to stare at your concealed eyes. I cannot speak more or less For you have left me breathless and thinking. You shattered my reality whilst you put an end at my hyperbole's. We spun around together in circles Talking such pointless and serious things. At a cloud of dusk where I wake. I spend the time closely thinking loudly in sparks. I had thought so many things in how the beauty and marvel of your words came. At times left me awake widely at some nights of how captivating your defenses are, that sets me analyzing. In such hours, I often think about you. Decoding possibilities and inferences. Likely, you are a book that I need to read in such comprehension in challenge. Timaeus, time is running out. Clock gears in shock as the moonsetter plays to an end. My test is already done.

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Pleasant is the day even when the land is coated in mist. Mother wind howls such breeze to the father sea, calling for its daughters to retreat. The voyagers' flags of lions gold and burgundy griffins flies at the celestial. Heavy rows of ships now move against the currents, off to venture a place we don't know.

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May 20, 2015

May 20, 2015 at 6:24 AM UTC

1.1

Pleasant is the day even when the land is coated in mist. Mother wind howls such breeze to the father sea, calling for its daughters to retreat. The voyagers' flags of lions gold and burgundy griffins flies at the celestial. Heavy rows of ships now move against the currents, off to venture a place we don't know.

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