kc-hoyeWhisper

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Cosmic KatanaIt's the nonesense that haunts me. The bits drifting in that don't add up. I'm gagging on the bits, it's killing me. / I am all the far flung dreams in me, the hopes that drive the need in me, the need to wake. Motivated. / I'm draining out the dirty water, refilling from purer streams. I'm working my way from right to left, pulling levers. Pressure's building, dust sifting from my imagination. I'm driving myself forward, pain no longer a distraction. The bits of me not fitting, will be drifting. I'm moving off, sailing out into the galactic tide, all the valence specks, frozen in space.
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Die in the GrindLike a bullet set on it's trajectory, / I'm off inflicting damage. / Some kind of mental mastectomy,
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BubblesAmazing how the bubbles make / Each. / Word.
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Run AwayI don't have a whole lot to give, / Most of what I had was taken, / I've broken part, what's left of my heart.
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ImpactI feel brittle. / Not in the sense of breaking, / so much as the fear of shattering.
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HealingI can still feel your hand on my shoulder. / You against me, / Your touch growing bolder.
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Waking upI've been spiraling down for a long time now, / It's time to fly back up. / I'm over it, over it, over the bullshit.
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EdgesThis morning I remembered the harsh edges of my dream. / There were checkered flannels, red t-shirts, / and some kind of clock just ticking.
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I'd Rather StayYou wonder why I don't meet your eyes when we part. / Why I shake your hand and look away. / Why I wave without looking back.
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Sic Transit Gloria MundiTime to queue up in the line again. / One more moment of wasted time, / is wasting mine away.
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