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charles Nov 2021
does a cloud make you float,

or a drain make you dream.

when you're stuck in a rut,

what fake fables keep you up.

in a minute, you're scared,

suddenly you aren't there.

i'm sorry for alot of things.

no matter madness makes,

embodied, impossibly fake.

an eye without an arrow,

fearing fame and some likes.

I miss my friends with their smiles,

and a handful of time.

i wish they could hear,

and i wish they were here.

amen.
charles Nov 2021
i'll enjoy the clouds until then,

rain falling on your cement,

seemingly harmless, until then,

your soul falls apart,

i'll find a new start,

forgetting the people we are.


[Part Two]

a good man forgets,

leaving a lifetime behind.

loving something else,

readjusting his eyes.
charles Nov 2021
forever falling apart,

fading out with the stars.

addicted to the moon,

just to forget such an empty room.

but a couple of words couldn't hurt;

"something, something",

something about you being hers.

a fire is so bright,

before darkness occurs

there's no cure to that curse,

only time will prevail,

over living and learning.
charles Oct 2021
turning seaweed to clouds,

twisting a lifetime around,

in love, entangled;

arrested, depressed and,

interested in resting,

he's restless and friendless,

and less than his friends, when,

the nights be, come endless.
charles Oct 2021
give me a little to drink,

but maybe you aren't,

what morning is bringing to me,

but I'm okay, gladly playing a fool,

when i can drink a whole sea.

i don't know where I'm looking,

but the blurry life that i lead,

i just hope that it's clear,

when you get around to me.
charles Oct 2021
if I could catch the wordless clouds,

falling from your mouth,

God forbid i break your heart.

but what about addiction,

does it void my fear and insecurities,

the way I came from nothing,

when there's nothing left to leave?

i still picture my heart,

in an always interrupted parking lot,

where we both feared getting shot.
charles Oct 2021
so cute of you to cheat on me,

reminiscing your feet on a beach,

but the years don't change a thing.

neither do absurd amounts of drinks.

but anyways..
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