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Batchelor Apr 2020
My body's silently cooling back down

The warmest dead body I've ever had.


Yet as I fade away from you, from me


I'm beside you, in time.
"I know it's getting late."

28th of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
This will come true

Pull me out of this pyre

Be my broken record

Repeating what I need to hear

Til I fall

Deep


Deep





Deep









For you.
"Help me I'm in Hell."

27th of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
And if finding
That I moved

from wanting you
Needing you

To not desiring

Any of this



I deserve to be forgotten.
That's life.

27th of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Through the scant scratches of pain

And the breaking of reasoning

Thus the collapse of love

Aether illuminating the aftermath's gloom


We've come to realize

Life will always find a way.
And they'll keep coming.

27th of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Dancing, we go again, not unlike a carousel, spinning in place.

Memories of yesterday when you opened your eyes,

Expecting you to utter words I knew you would never speak


It's time to put this chapter to rest

The future is a white canvas


And only my will

Can leave traces on it.
I fortify myself again in my Memory Palace.

27th of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
Fire.

Fire everywhere again.

Only that their flames are freezing ones.

That the warmth, once emblazoned into their being,


Is long dead & gone.
Conflagration.

23rd of January 2018.
Batchelor Apr 2020
All I ever was, to find validation from others.

All that I am now , for contentment.
It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.

23rd of January 2018.
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