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Alvin Agnani Sep 28
At the cusp of something.

Perfect silence.
Almost like I'm six feet under.

More like six hundred miles away from you.

Will she ever know of me?
Against all odds, not likely.
I fold myself as if to be-
Stillborn upon delivery.
Some nights I regret every minute I spent deciding what mistake to make.

Many such I've made...
Such as letting one like you slip away.
Alvin Agnani Sep 27
Your nails against my epicenter.

Puncture.
Wound.
Source of life trickling out.

Pulsating with animateness.
Systematic erosion.

I am at peace.
Dying here in the now.
As long as you're happy.
Alvin Agnani Sep 26
I am he who thinks he knows it all.
While not knowing the purpose of his own existence.
All I know that I know is that nobody knows anything about anything.

History rewritten.
Evidence manufactured.
Controlled by design.
Deceit.

We live in stranger times.
A brave new world.

It'll be our downfall.
Alvin Agnani Sep 25
"What is a silent scream?", she asked me in the middle of July.

"Ink on paper."
Was particularly fond of this one quote, so I just wanted to share it.
Alvin Agnani Sep 23
I'm staying awake for the night.
Hanging my heart on the bedside table.
Airing it out.

Gloom had caught me in a loop.
It was time.

I breathe easy knowing that even if I'll be exhausted in the morning-
I still get to see your face once more.
Alvin Agnani Sep 23
Jag längtar redan.
Tills du återigen blir endast ett minne.
Så att jag kan tappa min mask.
Och falla för dig i min egna takt...

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I'm already longing-
For the moment you once again become a memory.
So that I can drop my mask.
And fall for you at my own pace...
Swedish notes with a touch of familiarity.

Written to the song "Love On The Ground" by Cannons.
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