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617 · Jun 2019
Volant
K Jun 2019
Spread your wings, ‬
‪Fly my son, Fly away. ‬
‪He said with a calming voice, ‬
‪Continued, ‬
‪These dry eyes will haunt you down, ‬
‪Fly my son, fly far.
‪He started to cry with eyes full of tears, ‬
‪Pointing to the sky, ‬
And gushed,
‪Get along with the clouds, ‬
‪And don’t come back, ‬
‪These ***** souls will eat you alive.
‪Fly my son, fly as farthest as you can, ‬
‪Because you don’t have a home now!
362 · May 2019
Baby Blue
K May 2019
‪I wanna kiss and say goodbye,‬
‪Don’t hesitate to kiss me back,‬
‪My transportation could wait,‬
‪Give me your last affection,‬
‪I want to wrap it up with my dearest moments by your side,‬
‪Print your own signature on my upper lip,‬
‪Navigate your way to my scariest nightmare and clam me with your voice,‬
‪Sing to me for the last time,‬


Baby, baby blue,
Its time for you to sleep,
Baby, baby blue,
I’m sorry for your lose,
But I can’t stay, I have to move.
155 · May 2019
“ Naked Souls “
K May 2019
They Seductively whispering in my ears
Calling to dive in the darkness.
To be free,
To blend in and to be part of something.
I light up my cigarettes
Absorbing the voices,
All I saw was silhouettes dancing over the moonlight by the balcony,
I closed my eyes
Hearing the deafness,
Divided and torn apart..
Between whether I play the symphony’s or to keep listening to the quietness..
Naked souls,
Do not ask me for more.
I’m leaving to burn what ever is left,
Or kiss me strongly enough to stay in .. locked forever
edited by Kathleen cisneros
152 · May 2019
Heat
K May 2019
Front of the gates of summer,
I laid myself between the arms of a lover,
The birds gossip “it won’t last forever”,
Because its in my gene I’m a ******.
136 · May 2019
Untitled
K May 2019
I came to make this announcement,

My bones are on fire, till they cracked and burned to aches, I faded Away.

I made it very clear to everyone with my expression.

Laying on the truthfulness floor begging for water to wash the lies hanging in my throat.

I have been mistaken again by my actions.

The bad seeds grow in me and change me, to the tree of the castaway.

Let it rain,

I forgot to uncover,

Let it strike,

I will stand right here, I’m not a runner.

Let it fall,

Let it fall,

Let it fall,

This reality isn’t home,

From now on I’ll be my reality maker.

— The End —