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15.2k · Nov 2014
2. Ballade
Adam Mott Nov 2014
Precarious Life
Migration in the Age of Globalization
Various Strife
Cessation in the wage of translation
Starvation in our under age narration
Is opportunity worth the cost
Bifurcation of our to be nations  
Will we make it across

Vicariously rife
Location of our permanent vacation
Hilarious fife
Hesitation in the living wage stagnation
Resignation of our own home nation
Will anything become lost
Frustration in this age of relocation
Will we make it across


Gregarious life
Migration in the age of inflation
Precarious Life
Stagflation been gauged with low expectations
Automation when we enrage damnation
It shall be worth the cost
Fixation on a whole new acclimation
Will we make it across
Part 2 of the project series
5.4k · Dec 2013
Childhood Neighbourhood
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Remember your neighbourhood in the late afternoon sun
Your body small, mind innocent
Every image a wonder, visages of beautiful naivety
The earth was a different place
All you owned were a box full of toys and a smile on your face
Love wasn't your hunt and conquest
Adventure could only quench that thirst
Wonderful, everything was
Freedom in childhood
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5.0k · Nov 2015
The Consumer
Adam Mott Nov 2015
Diet wine from the consumer grape vine
Bleached persona with hair aflame
Paying money for more of the same

Trade time for cash
Cash for time
Regardless, part of the assembly line

Thirsty for more
More of what?
Does not matter
No, and, ifs, or buts

Need it now and need it fast
Falling quickly
Knowing this will never last
That bottomless gap

At these plastic branches, you will try and grasp
But hold your weight?
Hahaha, no
These types of things come and go
3.8k · Nov 2014
1. Acrostic
Adam Mott Nov 2014
Change, the word which makes us new
Rarely fond of me or you
Of all the variance
Soon to come into view
Some will greatly challenge you
Infinite possibility lies in wait
Never straying
Greatness awaits

Beyond oceans and walls
Obstructing our view
Resides a world
Daring and new
Endless unknowns beckon  
Requesting more than has ever before
Something large and yet untoward

(Precarious(Life(and(Migration in(the(Age(of(Globalization
Crossing Borders

First segment in a political visual film of poetry and sound for my Political Films course
2.3k · Nov 2015
Driving Fast
Adam Mott Nov 2015
I drive too fast on the highway
Close my eyes when I cross the street
Occasionally I let my feet off the pedal
Hoping that the transport and I meet

I'm just driving fast on the highway
Aiming for the sea, warm and foreign to me
Past the hills and the odd trees
The people with accents that stare at me

I'm just driving fast on the highway
Running from my troubles
Attempting to drown out my worries
Instead, I can see them in the mirror, steadily behind me

I'm just driving fast on the highway
Hoping you notice me
2.1k · Nov 2015
My Stubborn Heart
Adam Mott Nov 2015
We would listen to In the Garden
Sitting on a picnic blanket
In a park where it would all end
A year away
Between then and the final kiss
A thousand beautiful memories were made
Never should I disregard them
For they made me who I am
Who I will be
Such love changed me
And though I feel and have felt great pain
I still embrace those times
Looking to a future where, maybe
I can make more

In the interim, I'll keep working
My heart still belongs to someone
It's stubborn like that
'Cause she never left it
So I see that beauty still
In each dream and memory that greets me
I find this love impossible to hide
Same for the tags
My heart is far too stubborn for it's own good
2.1k · Apr 2016
The Isabel
Adam Mott Apr 2016
Up in a room,
Cool and sterile
The walls echo silence
Light filters in

Down a flight of stairs
Out the side door
To the lake,
An Ocean unto itself

The Sun is high when the memories come
Water is warm, skin is cold
Leaving a wake behind, moving quickly
Out from under, the lucky ones

Clambering now, upon a pier
Out of the water with nothing to fear
The Sun is low and the colour is draining
The brush is drying, as is the painting
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Adam Mott May 2015
You are the early 2000s playlist in my memories
A poster ******* and faded, advertising a white face
Pictures of the past I struggled to survive
The words which I spewed on a dime

I still dream of the things I want to say
I want to be your good time
But also your whole life
You see, this is the dilemma in my own weird way
But I don't want to fall back and die
Or live beside the ocean
Because that would be the same as all my other days
Lonely
1.9k · Jan 2016
The Wendigo
Adam Mott Jan 2016
Have I not received my fill of this?
Emotions, which I wish to bid farewell
Turning me into quite the mirror
Retrospective and always looking back
Is there something I can do to break out?

Randomly landing on different memories
Places and people
Faces I no longer see

Emotion at the momentum of sound
Stars keep going out
A violin warbles as the memory echoes out
Like a mountain path winding away
All that is the matter
But a chemical in my head
The tags are just along for the ride
Mostly
1.6k · Feb 2016
Conscience Fails Me, Son
Adam Mott Feb 2016
We learn so much
We learn it all too late
Value of dreams, love, life
In favour of money, left to wither
Our children grow, uninterested in the passage of time
One last game of catch, tea, band practice
Whilst we look at budget reports
Time closes in

Wide, innocent eyes
Become wise and concerned
Each year, feeling shorter and shorter
While the visits to the doctor become longer and longer
The kids start to visit less
We never earned their time
We never tried our best

It all went by so fast
We, I, could have been better
Present, caring
Awake to that which made them smile
Even after they left home,
Should have seen, should have known

There was love inside their hearts
But we grew up blind
And now it's twilight
And the sun is already gone
We learn so much
We learn it all too late
Adam Mott Oct 2014
I am the creature with one hundred eyes
Colorful yet blind
Hungry and trite
Pulling quotes from outside
I am rising to the tides
Listening to music from those who long ago died

I am
Tongue tied
Pulling verses from deep inside
Covering my inhibitions
Those which urged my insight
I am ready to go out with the tide
That final lustrous tide
With which,
I bid thee goodbye
Stressin or blessin
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1.4k · Nov 2014
4. Echo Verse
Adam Mott Nov 2014
What is it that drives us forward
Shoreward
As we settle in our new home
Sea foam
Do you enjoy the vast white snow?
No
England is your residence now
Take a bow
Culture shock still rocks you now
Ow
You miss the warmth that now flows down the drain
Rain
1.3k · Sep 2014
I Hope You're Not Lonely
Adam Mott Sep 2014
Colloquial evanescence unbuckled
Made hard to find
Coffee hot and *** high
Pulling bagels out from where they hide
Mouth full of food and lies
Chew and swallow
I am fine

Weather requires a jacket day
No guests for who I can comment
Pull the door closed from the outside
Without your sun,
I appear blind


Repeat on and on
Till 5pm
Repeat all again
I am fine
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Until you think you have it all, you won't be free.
1.2k · Aug 2015
Have I Ever
Adam Mott Aug 2015
Have you ever cried because you felt so alone?
Have you ever been left outside in the cold?
Have you ever lived in a home that did not feel like your own?
Have you ever wiped the shadows from your heart, only to find bone?
Have you ever seen these eyes?
Have you ever been hurt by lies?
Have you ever left this life?
Have you ever had to say goodbye?
Have you ever had your heart ripped out and put on display?
Have you ever wished you could remember how to pray?
Have you ever wished you could just die?
Have you ever closed your eyes with the intent to never open them again?
Yes. I have
1.2k · Nov 2014
3. Cinquain
Adam Mott Nov 2014
London
South Africa
Working abroad sustains
Canadian ideals quell these tears
Depart
Part three of the political films project
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Gracious patience at my feet
White shadows ride
Gliding downward to meet
Arrows tide

The hardest part
Science of love
Stardust apart
Alliance from above

Snapping free of soul
What I got wrong
Wrapping that love whole
Glut neigh brought song

Bleed your heart over the side
Cede war art nationwide
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1.1k · Dec 2013
Rothesay (Home)
Adam Mott Dec 2013
For auld lang syne and all it's bittersweet melodies
'I returned home
My pond of pure intent soiled with every day spent
Though the feeling of flight was strong,
'where should I hide?
The water?
This was once my home
Now it is but a chain that constrains
Sends legions of pain,
Against this fate I struggled
'Now all fought for is rubble
My heart too tired and hurt to keep
When will my tears cease?
Conscience Falls
It Can't Be For Nothing
1.1k · Sep 2015
The Future is Coming Out
Adam Mott Sep 2015
On top of the city
Looking to the past
We all appear so small
Like an ink black heart,
You see nothing at all

I wonder what your city looks like now
I cannot hide it
I want you to know
Oh God, did you forget?

I mean none of this as an insult
I speak out of pain and loss
Hope and Love
Not bitterness or hate
I miss that pretty face
Those eyes full of bliss
The kids we used to be

Inside myself I feel the pain
Every time it rains
I make this bed
And breathe real deep
I know I can make this happen
The future is coming out
Yeah, the future is out
And nothing can stop me from happening
Why the world lets things go, I'll never know
1.1k · Oct 2016
Supply & Demand
Adam Mott Oct 2016
Old fashioned backseat
Nostalgia, I'll sell you a feeling
Cigarettes and fast times
All of the flavours fleeting

As complicated as simplicity
Ubiquitous oxymorons
Dancing between tide markers
While we stand beneath the summer sun
Upon the docks upon the sea
Just another memory

I'll sell you some meaning
If you share this bleeding
Even at cost
Just to taste old feelings
In this tumultuous time
Just a time in a place under a glassy sky
1.1k · Mar 2017
Blue Eyes in Dreams
Adam Mott Mar 2017
On occasion, a dream will show
Eyes of someone I am yet to know
In these moments, I feel alive
Justifying the existence of an internal drive
Outside of these flashpoints
A monochrome life
Coated in nothingness
Frigid cold, emotional strife
Yet, I carry on
If only to dream of those eyes
Once again
1.1k · Aug 2014
Water Cart
Adam Mott Aug 2014
Would you have a cart?
So thin and sweet
Wheels which turn whilst hearts do beat
Will the rain fill it to the brim?
When emptied shall it not move like water?
Whom could claim such a form, but you
You the one whom moves like water
Weightless and pure
Ever transmuting
Water girl, water world
1.0k · Apr 2014
Pulchritudinous
Adam Mott Apr 2014
Is that is that the old me watching his new heart
Is that the old me crying out in the dark
Is that the old me laughing by the fire
Is that the old me

Took us back,
Where I swore to never be again, till'
Smiling up at me,
You filled my heart

When we were friends
When we were friends
We were friends
We were friends

The old me awoke in the dark
The old me awoke to find
The old me alive and well
The old me full of love in his heart

We were friends
Now we are in love
We were friends to the end
Now I can truly love again

Is that the old love I once had in my head?
Is this what I always searched to find?
Is this why my heart never declined to beat?
Is this the best life possible?

Or is it the gift of humanity?
Thank you, Olivia. Thank you for opening my heart again.
1.0k · Jan 2017
AMC
Adam Mott Jan 2017
AMC
Hello, my little memories
Sounds and sights
Wrong and right
All I think about, most the time

I dream of places no soul could find
With brighter stars in otherwise empty skies
A place I belong
Where all feels right

Perhaps in a century or two
Word will reach some of you
Of such a place as I described
Where the young go

To feel alive
Adam Mott Dec 2015
You have a radical face
Made up of valleys worth memorizing
A pulchritudinous monument to grace
Unforgettable
Each inch of you, a testament to the beauty of life
The piece that I was missing for so long
Changed me for the better

I know that everything goes away
The sun though beautiful still sets on the day
But when the night comes
It does not have to be difficult
There is no need for pain
Just loving remembrance
Of the girl that once whispered my name

Where I am now
Though not quite home, is a place where I can try to be more
I'm growing under the understanding of my youth
That, regardless of tribulations,
I will always be me
I can love still, I can miss Olivia
But I will never be anything other than the man I need to be

I heard you say once,
"I love you, equally"
And though I was not the once that ended it,
I believe these words,
Wholeheartedly
La vita è bella
Life is beautiful
I know the poetic form isn't fully here, but I honestly felt the need to put this out. As you can see, this poem is not a vague statement like the majority of my other works so much as a signifier of where I am as an individual right now. Love changes you, it makes you better in ways which you are never fully aware of until, one day, you suddenly are.
Thank-you to those that have helped me through the times I felt like less than human. Thank-you to the girl that gave me an adventure of a lifetime.
And you know what? Thank-you to me for not being an ******* to the one's I love, haha.
Like I said, life is beautiful.
1.0k · Jul 2014
Advent 13: Lanterne
Adam Mott Jun 2014
Take my body, hold my sleeping soul
Brush my hair and love me slow
Crush despair down below
Lakes too choppy to let go
Hold my hand and drive real slow
Blush and swear when I don't know
You answered my prayers, this I do know

All of God's imagination created you
The pride of your family, mine too
Defining my loving fascination is you
The prayers of many, long toothed
Yet all of mine were answered by you
Gleefully never-ending, I love you
Spending the lions share of my summer in a place other than where the best parts of life reside has not been easy. Yet, at every weak moment I have had you have been there for me, Liv. You have brought me into a new age of realization and accomplishment. I always dreamt of being able to create the way I wanted for the masses and now? Now, I can not only do just that, I can also create for you. To me, there's no higher honour in my heart.

All my love,

Ad

Seriously, you're one in infinity
1.0k · Nov 2015
Lost*
Adam Mott Nov 2015
At the Three Mile Bay
I ask Awareness if it would go away
Responding with a devious glee
Creates visions to see
A child of man, a boy with a quiet father
Questions which query the Lord,
Why bother?

A while since the Poet had a Muse
A vacant sea for which to cruise
At the bottom, creatures lay
Contemplating grace in a peculiar way

Till in the night, a looming sound
Bright and cold
A thing unbound

Beautiful in white and lace
For which stories would be written
A creature with a pulchritudinous face
Familiar in innocence
Lovely in naivety

A bright and hopeful light
For a man like me
Silently floating
Lost at sea
990 · Feb 2017
Everyone at Arms Length
Adam Mott Feb 2017
Art can touch
That which I do not allow
Anyone to see
Moving images
Give weight and value
To a life
Lived isolatedly
965 · Dec 2013
Heart in the Train Tracks
Adam Mott Dec 2013
This life
It runs to bleed
I don't really understand, baby
I need to succeed
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959 · Jul 2016
Summers of 17
Adam Mott Jul 2016
Coming home for summer
At season's end
Returning, again and again
Reality falls into place
Struggles of a long distance race
Rationalization of my place,
Finite as the lines on my father's face
A time of appreciation and humbling grace

Each passing day marked and counted
Like days upon a jail cell wall
Often a dream, the end of summer at beck and call
Twice now it was sought with tears and pain
Only to realize the sanctity of time and not haste

Working towards the world's collection of dreams
Reality falls into place
Like the tears once upon my face
Gone now, as I soon shall be from this familiar space
The Summers of my University years
Once filled with fear, stress, tears
Now calm and serene, simple and clean
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955 · Dec 2013
Orchid Instinct
Adam Mott Dec 2013
It is a hunger
Desire to love and grow further
Acquit to encumber
Greek fire abreast of precursor

Let me feel that love yet unheard of to me
In this old world
Debris barren of written word at sea
Deep kiss unfurl

Until then, memories keep coming
Beauty, which yet not be wrong
Living will, remedies forthcoming
Off duty all along

If the sky would fall
Die nor, would we all
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Adam Mott Jul 2014
Traversing through sacred memories
Doting nostalgia with tinted glasses
Half asleep while going to classes
Reimbursed debut shaken by Aries
Nursed you unshaken by parries
Quoting romance with the masses
Toting kinetic theory of gases
Lost in the forest while searching for berries

You'll look and ask if I have seen the dark
A knowing look and a loving gaze
I'll respond that I had, but now it's lit by your heart
When I first led my search I had no idea what I would find, no idea if I could love or be truly kind
Led me battered out of the haze
My fond memories of our moonlit park
Free form advent for the most pulchritudinous woman I know.
930 · Dec 2013
Rain of What I Feel
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Eyes that call to mind vast and beautiful vistas
Warm soaring stretches of natural wonder, quietly leading into the tranquility of home
Bringing temptation to my heart, mingling with the material of my soul
Together, they dance upon your serenity, beautiful and gracious
So reminiscent of perfection, they serve to anoint the life around you with an ethereal quality
With a blink you emanate the sweetest taste in my mouth
Looking back upon you, is unlike looking at anyone else
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913 · Mar 2017
Reverberating Mausoleum
Adam Mott Mar 2017
Sifting through strands of broken time
Segregating parts of the human mind
Underwater where the silence is immense
Inside the sun where the heat is intense
All experiences which come and go
Deteriorate to even the flow
Before all we know
Dissolves like snow
892 · Dec 2016
Too Far Buried
Adam Mott Dec 2016
I walked a path down to the water's edge
Where the stream diverged to a larger bay
All around me, teeming with life
The world moved on while I was consumed with inner strife
It wasn't my fault or at least I did not think as much
Rather, it was being human, the cognitive touch
For all I knew and all I thought
I'd buried the lead, gone too far
890 · Jan 2016
Welcome to the Human Race
Adam Mott Jan 2016
Nothing changed
The streets were the same
People remained on their mapped paths
Perhaps people don't change
They just find the seeds within them grow
Until, eventually, their identity becomes the flavour of the root
So that the individual thinks themselves changed
When, in reality, they are just a boldened result of all that they have always been

I am this, as are you
Everyone is the rain, the grass, the sky
At different intervals
We have all been that girl, that guy
Everyone prays from time to time
Frightened by the realities, we wish not to face
We, the ever fascinating Human race
A thought without structure
Adam Mott Oct 2014
I can feel the fire deep inside
Burning words clean off the page
Screaming with fury yet unsaid
Ringing out slowly
Like a hellish belfry
Sing out to heaven
Hope to breath
All the while, Autumn leaves
All I can feel is bitterness at it's reprieve
So comes the winter,
A cold dark thing
For which may well **** me
The tags are void of meaning
Adam Mott Jul 2014
For country and brother, child and mother
Towards a land of turmoil, your soldier does go
To watch and protect, to allow our homes to grow
Boots with steps like thunder, over and under
In their eyes there is wonder, the world blown asunder

A canvas of time spread out upon the years
Helmets all tied neatly in a row
God is with them calming their fears
The wonder becomes a light towards the end of the tunnel
Until back home they go
Quell your sovereigns with happy tears
For a man, a woman, and a soldier.
Adam Mott Jan 2016
Do you ever waste your time
Wondering why the bottle has dried
Where the love has gone
The final drops echoing
On and on

Gentle twinges of a defiant guitar
Long drives in an ancient car
Back home, where the ocean lies
Where you roam, the empire's flag flies

All things at once
The Sun, Moon, Stars, Sky
Each a drop in a tear I've cried
Cliched and ancillary
Silly and obtuse
Attempting to let it go
Though at times, it is no use
This is about someone
The Tags are not
(I told you I would let you know when it was)

Thanks for the title, Sturgill (The Promise)
856 · Aug 2014
Beauty is not a Label
Adam Mott Aug 2014
Eyes wide open, probing all your insecurities
Each pore you try not to see
Every person you try to be
Despise devotion toting "purity"
Realize an ocean of communal surety
Know you are already -
An embodiment of beauty
A guise of pulchritudinous perpetuity
We come in different forms and weights
Beauty is what we make
All pouring out from Heaven's gates
Please know what is at stake
Reject Hollywood's invitation to hate
You are something we cannot recreate
For Unedited Beauty and the beauty that runs it.

All my Love
856 · Mar 2016
Adrift in Illusion
Adam Mott Mar 2016
Illusion & hope
Drifting in the midst of a vast, open sea
Hearing whispers from shores unseen
Sustaining reality with pints of memory
Illusions which echo dishonesty

Speaking aimlessly
Awash upon currents which pull me around
Waves caress and waves smash
The hope of the hungry

A journey which has taken years out of me
Months of maybes
The flavour of a foreign currency
Audible illusions designed to fool me

Surely, the shore grows close
Yet, upon this raft I see not
Only water for miles yet
Or, perhaps this too is an illusion
One my own mind has set
846 · Dec 2013
Somebody Told Me (Subtweet)
Adam Mott Dec 2013
Hasn't stopped me yet,
Leaned out the window of her 50s corvette,
See, honey, you thought I was lonely
You failed to see, I found a much better side of me
Now, that is all you will get from me
Ta-ta, baby
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843 · Oct 2015
Such a Talent
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Couple peaches floating down the river
Fall leaves cool and quiet drift aimlessly
Knowing how hard it can be to see
You don't understand infinity
Such a talent to deploy
A town of snowglobes unemployed

Such things can be tasted before sunset
The moments of crisp light
Something you cannot find on the internet
833 · Oct 2015
Our Young Years
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Ninety-nine cents for my best friend
A drive to the mall
Turned around gracefully
Never meant to let you down
A coffee full of tea
Confusion in conversation
Emotional reactions to being unseen

You never voiced any concern until it was too late for me
Left on my own in a great big sea
All I could do was be brave
Dreaming the same things

The next day I buried that version of me
Shallow was the grave, ready to be raised if need be
Nobody asked where he went
They could already see

Potentially wasting my lungs on this
Too much time and energy
Try to feel all things
Intense and clear
Feelings resonating off every wall

It was never a waste of our young years
Time spent with you
I miss every moment
Not because I had someone
But because I had you, Olivia

Now, dreams are ribbons to the wind
As I find my way home again
Cold and confused
Tending to a heart now bruised
I remain me, strong and stubborn
Things I have learnt still colour me
But I will never call these years a waste

No, they meant the world to me
Thank-you
For everything
I'm reaching out in the way I know how. I'm thankful for all that happened and I miss it so, I just can't believe such a little thing made it go. I see that I had issues with being too much, it was something I could have fixed if you had told me. But that was then and this is now, I have grown as a person, I see it now. I love you and wish you could see who I have become. I wanted to let you know I figured it out and am sorry for my part in this.
Emotions, right?
Adam Mott Nov 2016
Perhaps it took too long
To realize how far this has gone on
All I can remember
Is this

The Lifeline Exercise Card
Fear & Love
A hundred opportunities for both
But always, the middle

Loneliness for which I subscribed
Companion, oh companion
Myself, I
The Lone Wanderer unwilling to try

For the rare occasion
As the sunlight in your hair
A moment in outer space
Willingness to care

Till lone fire permits me to do
The bonding question
Of those like I
"Show me your scars and I'll show you mine"

Each instance hoping
This, "Hello" for the last time
Maybe love
Maybe love indeed
813 · Sep 2014
Fire Away
Adam Mott Sep 2014
Lucky to be in Love
Could you see it that way?

Most wish for such a luxury
Perusing through heartache and misery
Yet, here we are
Happy and free
In our love which we bequeath
Could you see it that way?

With an arrow to your eye
Should water come down from such glass
As ash ridden sand castles come to pass
Will we ever be thankful for what we have?
Shooting the fantasy, fire away
Fire away, Fire away

Smoothies and cake
Health for which I was not aware before
Saying the unsaid, I happen to like this more
Instead, fire away
You'll feel better after all these waves
Fire away
Fire away, baby

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811 · Nov 2014
6. Diamante
Adam Mott Nov 2014
We came
Seeking Exploration
North America Bound
Together, our family sought the new world
Moving, Settling, Adjusting
Hopeful, nostalgic
Canada
Part 6 of the political visual anthology
Adam Mott Jul 2014
In starlit streets of jewels
To be young with a brain so matured
Surely a situation of which I have rarely heard
Such a thing bends all rules
While everyone try's to play cool
You could sing songs yet unheard
Or become an endless twist and turn
Though life is full of fools
You have much time to warp and grow
Like an ever changing flower or tree
Just as you have yet to meet the girl you'll come to know
All the stars could know your name
You are free to be anything
So outward you should fly, off you shall go
For a young woman whom is mature beyond her years. Thank-you for being as kind as you have towards all whom you touch.
And as always, an Advent crafted because of Liv
Adam Mott May 2014
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Adam Mott Nov 2015
Loud like the taste of a memory
Thick and cold with the hint of a reverie
Sinking your teeth into the extremities
Of all, that is left of me

Constant noise that is loud and clear
A sound which I have come to fear
The clatter and bang of all I held dear
The end is coming
It's forever near
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