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Why does death call to me so easily now?
The phone sits on the counter ringing
And ringing
And ringing.

Why do I want to answer?
The phone is buzzing
And buzzing
And buzzing.

Then it's gone.
The screen fades to black.
No more ringing.
No more buzzing.

So why do I pick up the phone
Dial the number
And call back?
  Aug 16 Cheyenne
Lance Remir
You were eyeing the exit

With more yearning

Than you had for me
  Aug 16 Cheyenne
Nasus
“Try and be patient,
Have plenty of hobbies,
Keep your friends,
We do need them
Even if we don’t always think the same as them,
Be happy -
Even if you have to work at it”
Wise words of advice from my mum who sadly is no longer here 🥰
  Aug 16 Cheyenne
Jimmy silker
Stacking up bricks
Taking em down
Not having the nerve
To apply mortar
To make em sound
Never even
Mixed any
Cos it would harden
While on the ground
Stacking up bricks
Taking em down.
Cheyenne Aug 16
You were my angel.
I was fading into the background,
and you reached out your hand.
You carried me to the sun,
and showed me everything I thought I needed.

I was worried we would burn up,
from how bright it was around us.
But it was a useless fear,
because you let go.

You were supposed to save me.
You were supposed to be my everything.
I fell for so long,
yet so fast.

Now I've finally stopped falling,
and I'm bleeding out on the pavement.
You thought it was a love poem, but the pretend angel had horns and a spiked tail.
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