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Thomas Roth Oct 2018
Dear, you

You take the breath out from under the words I try to speak

You fill me with an unfathomable amount of butterflies

Existential paranoia developed from the fear of losing you

Losing me

Losing us, what we have

My filter gone awry when I look in your eyes

I’ve always loved the ocean

And I’ll always love you

Love,
Tommy
Thomas Roth Oct 2018
Darkness is plotting
Slyly lurking in a lackluster room
Paralyzed by fear

A tree branching its limbs
Clinging to the light like
Lingering liars who lose
Luminous truths

That breach our boundaries beyond boarders

Electricity fires through their veins
Epidermal inferno
But they are frozen
Still... life-less

Unforgiving truths that stab
Through the hearts of its audience
A fair show
Culminated by thieves
Nobody is safe, not even you!
Run.

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