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  Apr 2016 Colten Sorrells
Rapunzoll
this is not a death-wish
this is a resurrection.
on nights, you grow
weary of the sound of
your own breathing,
there is a fierce sun
burning inside you,
you must use it to grow,
not to scorch all you have.
you have tender hands,
why do you use them
to peel away your
conscious?
there is a thunder in
that insipid heart of yours,
go, forage it out.
For a friend.
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  Apr 2016 Colten Sorrells
Ayman Zain
You're not your dad.
Nor are you your mum.
You're only their daughter or son.
Try and learn from them.
But don't be them.
Be different.
Walk in some new shoes.
  Apr 2016 Colten Sorrells
GaryFairy
i stay drunk all the time
on sweet berry wine
from the fruit of sublime
on the trees and the vine

i get high every day
by the way of the blaze
that's just my way
to break through the haze

i get by all the time
with these ways of mine
all I need is a dime
and sweet berry wine

i get high every day
by the way of the blaze
that's just my way
to break through the maze
Colten Sorrells Apr 2016
everything* we shared
has long since
been
destroyed

except for her
hatred of me

so
atleast that's
**something
  Apr 2016 Colten Sorrells
Got Guanxi
and your skin starts to shudder,
but mine feels just fine.
we must bridge the balance,
before we go out of our minds.

and I've seen you and others,
but you're simply one of a kind.
let's get lost in each other,
and see what we find.

I've never need no other,
they must be out of their minds,
and my skins start to shudder,
no baby, you'll do just fine.

and on the scene other lovers,
gliding out of their minds.
i've been meaning to utter,
that you're one of a kind.

you said you needed another,
I thought, 'your must be out of your mind'
and then you left for the other,
and I went
out of my,
mind.
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