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 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
Traveler
Stacks of memories
In a recycle bin
Pulling 'em out
Putting 'em in

Remember whens
Where we like to go
Never forget 'ers
Imprinted on soul

Lost in piles of files in flesh
Moments we were not at our best
Dark nights come and slowly fade
Until grey matter triggers spark replay

Up front the nows
The essence of living
The thankfuls to be
The resentful misgivings

The never forgets
Forgives and regrets
All the wins, the losses
The deaths
  
Yet there's still plenty of room
For those good memories
We haven't made yet...
Traveler Tim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HivQqTtiHVw
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
chaos
Don't
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
chaos
the way you shine,
does it mean, you'll fade?
it is so unfair
how the sky
is always beautiful
while my heart
is in pain
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 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
Dev
You once asked me if I could ever describe you in four words, what they would be.
I finally figured it out.
"control c, control v"
i know letters aren't words but ohhhhh weelllll (:
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
Madison
Ban me!

Burn me!

I, literature, can speak to you.


Love me!

Hate me!

I, art, can scream it, too.


Buy me!

Don't play me!

I, music, hide my meaning in shadows.


I'm not a martyr!

Don't hurt me!


...He, the artist, is sent to the gallows.
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
sage
Untitled
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
sage
nothing changed except everything.
No one notices your tears
No one notices your sadness
No one notices your pain
But they always notices your mistakes

That why I here for you no matter what I be there always ❤️❤️
 Mar 2019 Jaluna Rolik
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
I'm watching my every single step
I'm careful not to stumble and fall
One stone on the road
could lead to a landslide
And one broken bone
could ruin it all
I'm watching my every single move
I'm careful not to scare you away
The faintest blow
could lead to a hurricane
And one wrong word
could be the last thing I say.
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