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insearchofgatherings
The sister of love is kindness They follow such similar threads As hollow, i swim in their clefts The brother of truth is exposure He burdens my every word Unturning; I hide from the world The sisters I love them both dearly The brothers I fear them as much Perhaps one day I will see them Eye to eye As one and the same As the sisters are not The sister of love is kindness But kindness will grant me no love For all its value I chance not Let it be And I will remain As you so often forgot
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Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 5:30 AM UTC
The Sister of Love
I am partial to a shifting psyche I am hard to find when I give up my act I find the long way back I am a lighthouse when the wind blows south I am open mouth when I go off the track here’s to the long way back Parallels with my insides Luminol on my black tie Lucid all til the white lie I’ll buy anything you say Archivist of the meeting Red of wrist and of feeling I exist just to see it Seems to be all that I crave
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Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 5:28 AM UTC
Archivist
I've grown accustomed to this light Now, in the distance, a breaking of bread I've known my place in this line But still I wander out of turn I fade into the grey surroundings The shadow of my presence leaves the scene I'll stay outside by the streetlight There is nothing in there for me
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Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 5:27 AM UTC
In Search