Life is lived to it's fullest,
When you can still *FEEL

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                              it makes a difference

it rained                                                           one event

as the sun rose                                                the advantage taken

or vise versa                                                    versus

­the genius                                                        the­ one given

is the unknowable                                          is only patched

set up of                                                           depending on

what happens next.                                        the result.

Her voice brought back echoes
of empty rooms
and broken bones,

Of the never ending darkness
and inexplainable pain.

And yet, every night
before I closed my eyes,
I could hear her.

There she was,
and there she would stay.

Caring is a treacherous thing;
Everytime i do, i hurt even more.

Though still i keep on caring for you;
It's leaving my heart all broken and sore.

Am i really such a fool?
i keep making these same mistakes.

Untill she leaves this foolish me;
And my heart once again breaks.

How can i fix what we had,
Make up for the mistakes i made.

Because after all i still care for you,
And that's just the thing i hate...

me decorated
with an unexpected smile

I now expect little and live the moment
exploring while passing over

I’ve quit detaining I let
motion befalling having no

more addresses pinheads or pencils
I found myself delighted
in the last three lines

human life is so weird,
you wake up to an empty bed,
you make a half *** of coffee
because there is no one there to share
it with you,
you stare out the window
and imagine all the couples
sharing the news paper and
a morning cigarette,
you shower,
you get dressed,
you go to a mundane job
that you wish wouldn't **** you,
you come home to a messy flat,
you take off your shoes,
you go to the bathroom mirror
and look at your city filled pores,
you eat dinner,
you go to an unmade bed
that has more pillows than you need
just so it seems like someone else is
sleeping beside you,
you read the book thats been
sitting on your bedside table for
3 months because you just stare
at the word filled pages,
and then, out of nowhere,
you're asleep, dreaming of a different life.