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sorrow
sorrow
You dont care You don’t care All I say Well the wind is lost in your hair And green eyes Oh those green eyes They match the sea on Sundays, right before the suns down And right after we leave. But your face shape, Is somewhere between scared and Heart shaped. Or mostly just lost. Stare too far out at the sun, without looking away I tell you you’ll go blind some day, You dont care You don’t care. While the wind whips your hair, We speed in the brisk air, Underneath all those big stars Too far away to blind you If I just signed you away I know you’d float up with lost toys And helium balloons Up in heaven, or in starts shaped like sprinkles You’d float there Wait ‘till your bright enough That i see you from my porch at night Way up, lost in that big sky. Just like you are down here. But still i look in those green eyes, Underneath the city’s brown skies, Am i your anchor, Am i enough, So that you’ll to stay here? Please don’t float away.
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 9:36 PM UTC
Are There Stars in my Eyes?
Here is how I end. This is my end. Until anyone. Witness what I have seen. Not a sunset. Or a trainwreck. Just a whisper trailed off. But it's okay. No one noticed anyway. Why wait for tomorrow, When it's already proven today. I've written to you, All of these words. All of my soul. Poured down the drain. There is no one else. They say it might be. But it's all a lie. Let's finish. This pathetic endeavor of space. The eraser marks tear beyond my own. Far from what I behold. Tear holes. Just stop me. Now. Before I become undone. No breath left to run? Find the space they least expect you to fill. This end is my only saving.
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Dec 24, 2013
Dec 24, 2013 at 3:52 AM UTC
The end.
I'm sorry. I did not know. And I wanted something different. But that's just all beside the point now. Dear you. In the end, You didn't care much Afterall. Did you? And here I am. Still hoping you'll answer. Here I am. Until, There. I Go. *I'd waited here without you until I saw the rainfall. I still believe your promise. Oh that night of long ago... When you were someone different, and I was nothing like myself. Perhaps, they still are living. Those two ones who belong.* You know I understood you? But Did you even see my name. I guess it's all one sided. And we become only alone. But, I still hold that you inside me. At least there he can Never Die Only, suffocate so slowly. Crushed by years and years of lies... Tell me, will we always be alone?
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 4:39 AM UTC
Dear You.
Hey You Step back and see Is this the place? You expect me to be I can see your face but it hides No shame Hey did you Really Think that we'd be Happy? Yeah I Could have seen The future If you'd let me. Maybe I'll hold You down, Repeat Your name. How could you say? How could you presume To know me? Or maybe I should have seen The glaze of your eyes Over I should not Have Hoped In this I felt your heart I felt your heart I felt Your Heart And it Was Just as My own I scream scream Scream No! There is more. I am not just what you Think me. I! Want to know! Please assume You can. Withstand me
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 4:21 AM UTC
Assuming
Because the world that I see The lines that I perceive Are just so different from you From your sky. Your eyes must be shaped differently than Mine. Where do you stand? How can I believe. In whatever exists. That we may change Any moment to another While breaths determine our steps Looking back I don't see Or maybe just cannot perceive Where this forked And became. While the other one dies, We are only unaware. Of less than exists. Yet every one So incomplete, still. And though we may be opposing sides, Does it even matter? If in each one, We are both still so small. So look down on me While she looks up at you. And let's both miss the truth The big picture. And we 'll never leave Our little worlds of perception. Except you're there with the others, And I'm all alone. We never will transcend, this atmosphere, Will we?
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 4:40 AM UTC
While they've been Dying
Please, I need to talk to someone. Or I just need you near. Please don't go to sleep. Please don't leave me. Please protect me, And stay. Please! I need I can't I don't How can I make it on my own. Don't leave me here. Not all alone. Because she's coming, Calling for me. Her games are never fair, She always wins. Please stay. Wouldn't you? Couldn't you? Would you save me. Please. What would make you listen? That you could see my pleas. No, I cannot speak. But don 't you see? Why do we have eyes, If everyone surrounding Seems to be blind. Please... Don't leave me, All alone. Not again. Please?
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 3:56 AM UTC
Doors with their Hinges on the Right (Indoors after Twelve AM)
I just realized no one is listening. They never were . Why do i believe?   I know. I only need to realize. Or at least be true. This is all i have left. Nothing. **** you. For all your your wind wasted on hope. Did you realize there could become hurricanes? Do you even feel them now? As if. This is your creation. And you are the eye. Believe, in your twisted logic. Begin. But...can you Spell justification. As long as you're happy. Right? Could anything be more important. Can you say sacred? Could you even remember that word? Has anyone a grip! Or does this all slide so easily from your hands...Unwittingly or apathetically? You all die. Crumble into dust, right before my eyes. Blow you away... I thought you understood. I thought you would be more. You told me to have hope. You promised. It was all a lie. To you so white. Something thin enough to disappear. Or never have existed?! Do you say translucent? No....no. You never drew it to begin with. It was mine. But...I just do not understand. How? How could so much effort go into, a forgotten dream? Because I guess that's all I am. Forgotten. Was...if ever appeared. No, my mistake here. For defining myself in the part of you...that never was. I am nothing, and I have never existed. You all must be evil. I cannot conceive of an alternate. Why was it so important, for me to believe? You still insist, behind your empty eyes; you assure. That there is truth. And light. And hope and horizons. You cannot hear these words. Or they are just shapes in air. But then why speak? I think maybe you will come up dead. For ever and always. Never another. Here is one. Last. Thought. Before you devour. What is left. Whatever ever was, of this...me. This lie. Come to life. Why do zombies eat the brains? Do you think inside a corner of a fold, in a dark space, underneath many layers; they feel regret? Over what is, what they are. That maybe some microscopic flutter of muscle is conscious? Self aware. And realizes, *this should not be. This is wrong. Here lies everything I ever held dear.* Yes, they may want it undone. Unwound. Yet; how weak they all are; unable. So you just...give up? Accept death in a moment. And move on. Does that really excuse you? I am incapable.  Yes, stamp your clear with that. How easy. Nothing for more for you to do. Just **** Or shut it up. Lash out. Clear away any reminders. The idea that more could exist...is poison. Maybe...it is only a matter if will. I insist? So it becomes. Eat the brains. And no one will tell you otherwise.
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:47 AM UTC
A Collection of Synonyms
I just realized no one is listening. They never were . Why do i believe?   I know. I only need to realize. Or at least be true. This is all i have left. Nothing. **** you. For all your your wind wasted on hope. Did you realize there could become hurricanes? Do you even feel them now? As if. This is your creation. And you are the eye. Believe, in your twisted logic. Begin. But...can you Spell justification. As long as you're happy. Right? Could anything be more important. Can you say sacred? Could you even remember that word? Has anyone a grip! Or does this all slide so easily from your hands...Unwittingly or apathetically? You all die. Crumble into dust, right before my eyes. Blow you away... I thought you understood. I thought you would be more. You told me to have hope. You promised. It was all a lie. To you so white. Something thin enough to disappear. Or never have existed?! Do you say translucent? No....no. You never drew it to begin with. It was mine. But...I just do not understand. How? How could so much effort go into, a forgotten dream? Because I guess that's all I am. Forgotten. Was...if ever appeared. No, my mistake here. For defining myself in the part of you...that never was. I am nothing, and I have never existed. You all must be evil. I cannot conceive of an alternate. Why was it so important, for me to believe? You still insist, behind your empty eyes; you assure. That there is truth. And light. And hope and horizons. You cannot hear these words. Or they are just shapes in air. But then why speak? I think maybe you will come up dead. For ever and always. Never another. Here is one. Last. Thought. Before you devour. What is left. Whatever ever was, of this...me. This lie. Come to life. Why do zombies eat the brains? Do you think inside a corner of a fold, in a dark space, underneath many layers; they feel regret? Over what is, what they are. That maybe some microscopic flutter of muscle is conscious? Self aware. And realizes, *this should not be. This is wrong. Here lies everything I ever held dear.* Yes, they may want it undone. Unwound. Yet; how weak they all are; unable. So you just...give up? Accept death in a moment. And move on. Does that really excuse you? I am incapable.  Yes, stamp your clear with that. How easy. Nothing for more for you to do. Just **** Or shut it up. Lash out. Clear away any reminders. The idea that more could exist...is poison. Maybe...it is only a matter if will. I insist? So it becomes. Eat the brains. And no one will tell you otherwise.
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Hear your words Percieve. Intent. Who will comprehend? Our world grows backwards. What was cannot exist. What is, We never would have wanted. But do you see? Really? Do I even. Would we want to understand? What truth is. The only heathy people are those awake enough to say they're not okay.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
What Truth Is
I can't know you Abandoned to this way- ward House. You move quite deliberate Now. As if I'd know. But I don't see you. Your shadow stepped back from the door. I listen but I can hear no more. You've traveled this world long before, any of us. Before we knew what were searching for. Or understood what we could have explored. And now that you've drifted away. Why I've lost my reason to stay Tied to this world- they adore. I see but I can hear no more
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 12:07 AM UTC
An Empty Room
Don't forget Your name today As it passes, Don't let it fade away. Please remember How I looked at you And all you saw In the days before your grave.
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 2:51 AM UTC
Tie Ballons around Your Wrist