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meyssy-ibert
meyssy-ibert
20/F Terror made me cruel . . . / Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Happiness is lived in snatches It dares you to steal a bite of hope It pushes you to relish it. And by the time you swallow It will vanish.
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
Thief
Your inevitable Like the setting of the sun Something beyond My control Like my phobias So intense Your all darkness. It's irritating And so thrilling   The way we Tiptoe around The volcano Swaying So close to the lava You feed me fire Until we're consumed And yet I'm back For more.                                 Meyssy. I
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 2:40 PM UTC
Inevitable
The stranger is here tonight my bedsheets feel wet Sticking to my face The darkness consumes me I dont feel anything Not even as those dammed tears softly caress my face I know they arent mine My heart is empty And I lay still Even while they drown me.
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Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
*The stranger*
I find myself wanting to be surrounded by people One, two, ten, a crowd I'll invite the entire world and yet i am alone
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Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
they're not you