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Nov 2016 · 548
Love kills
Finn Poole Nov 2016
Sometimes I dream of those eyes,
My wild trip away and her sparking disguise,
I can just fall into an abyss,
And have a few minutes of peace, sweetness and bliss,
Other times I fight for my life,
Thinking my only escape is my wrists and a knife,
And then I realised I don't need a knife and I don't need pills,
Just fall in love and I'll get killed
Aug 2016 · 357
Superfluous
Finn Poole Aug 2016
This place so soreen,
My mind so clean,
Away from the screen that hides the forever unseen,
The minds of society that just want us to go quietly,
Live with out variety,
Die in anxiety,
According to them we need to respect authority,
Avoid our priorities,
Follow the majority and accept our inferiority but what if the minority fight superiority and sing for equality, let them hear the sonority of the lower population and we'll give you a demonstration of a hierarchy rotation as we take our lives back,
Your reign is under attack because if we all club together we'll have power and wether or not we use it is up to us,
And the government will be left superfluous
What 2am can produce
Aug 2016 · 253
Fear
Finn Poole Aug 2016
I'm face to face with my life,
My end approaching near,
I breath in my courage,
And exhale my fear
Nov 2015 · 430
Aurora
Finn Poole Nov 2015
Ethereal luminescence,
this beauty doesn't make sense,
the ineffable view takes my breath away
and makes my heart sway,
this perfect aurora,
don't ever take it away.
the only way I could make this better
is if I could finally have met her
at this exact moment in time
she would make my heart feel sublime
Nov 2015 · 250
Untitled
Finn Poole Nov 2015
clouds blue,
sky white,
wait a minute, that's not right
but if you see the world in a different view,
you'll find something better,something new,
I  found change and you might too
Nov 2015 · 602
Movement of music
Finn Poole Nov 2015
It's like there's music playing in my ear, but the music is impossible,
Impossible to hear.
It makes a movement quietly,
And something moves inside of me,
And I'm free to see the sonority
Written with my darling izzie

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