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the black rose May 2020
they look at you like you god,
so let your action be inspiration.
the few amongst many,
discipline plenty,
envy is plenty.
envy is empty...
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lots of sensi,
now a sensei.
🐰
the black rose Jul 2020
sometimes tears are hard to find like clean air & clean water was,
before earth restored itself to golden age.
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when rage & aggression falls as peers whom pressure you to use sacred energy as moonshine to heal self-inflicted wounds.
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"be gentle with them for they are you."
the black rose Nov 2019
ive grown and
i want to be grown for you,
in ways that make your manhood come alive.
sometimes im a child but still..
im mutable and if you will try to change me,
i might consider.
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my daddy left scars and traces of a fragrance
that demands a space to fill
or a space to spill emotions and ink
and feelings that link to you.
the black rose Nov 2018
there are no fairytale endings in this darkness,
the only ones that are amongst us here are heartless.
we are the ones that love too hard,
we let the world tear us apart,
we are the ones that seek the chaos and the madness.
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...
the black rose Nov 2018
i tried to chase happiness.
but i find comfort in the opposite.
i find comfort in a state of, nothingness.
positively speaking,
i am positive
that i belong to the darkness.
& darkness isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

i value sadness,
i love to see happiness in the hearts of those i love.
but my heart says that’s enough,
too much peace, it’s had enough.
chaos is what it feeds on.
no rainbows after the rain gone.
only scars after the pain.
even with love, it’s still the same.

ill love the love that loves my darkest days.
that never tries to find new ways,
to change who i am.
i am who i am.
i smile at a full moon,
i laugh amongst the stars.
& i find the greatest things in life
formed from my darkest scars.
my darkened heart needs love too.
in dark ways,
my dark view.
the black rose Apr 2019
stripped of innocence,
left naked in despair.
so when you're knocking at the door
she cannot hear.
emotionally unavailable,
the trauma runs deep.
she's running but keeps
tripping over potentials,
that sees so much potential.
still she is so resentful
with no time to stop.
legs tired and weary,
her darkness comes in so scary;
in fear, you'll flee
come near, you'll see
a rose with petals bruised and battered,
faded cause color never mattered.
and like her petals,
pieces scattered
from heart shattered and broken.
and if she's open,
its only for a moment.
splurging
the black rose Dec 2018
so you lead and i submit?
well,
while the blind cannot lead
and you will most likely drag me to ****,
atleast we’re cute.
you know? relationship goals.
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it’s funny,
men tell you what not to be then betray you with the same description.
& they ain’t messing with no gold digger but an encounter with a woman that has her sh-t together
leaves your ego fetal positioned.
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it’s tragic.
one day they are all over you,
the next day they are over you.
the mind games are the only thing that’s lasting.
attracted to big as$3s.
never mind
how she keeps her surroundings,
can she cook some food?
raise a child?
or raise you, for that matter.
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you base worth off of body count
or how tight a vagiina grips
your insecure little d-ck
that’s seemingly more of a man than you can ever be.
the black rose Jun 2019
i speak my fate,
affirm my truth
and place my trust within you.
you charge me up,
you feed me love,
you bring my destiny too.
wether full or new,
waxing or wane;
you smile down at my ritual,
you bless me with gain.
you keep me company,
you know all of my secrets.
you let me fall apart
then gather all my pieces.
Lunar ♡
the black rose Mar 2020
cmon' Eve dear,
its about time you drop
the apple;
the one still linking you to the idea of a snake whispering in betrayal
yet leading you up roads until your new arising.
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Eve, your throat isn't only deep enough to hold erected conceptions;
use your longevity
to make your will live long in face of all that once seen you unworthy.
you are worthy, xo.
the black rose Apr 2018
just a young chocolate girl, in a toxic world. dipped in caramel and glitter with some tight chocolate curls.
how are you young chocolate girl?
are you happy and healthy?
are you successful and wealthy?
do you smile? do you laugh?
are you stuck in the past? are you over-thinking life?
why you quit on yourself? why you quit on the world?
hoping to be free like the normal girls.. that are living faster than the moral girls,
how you 20+ with no morals girl?
how you still let them young boys get to you,
how you less paid and more ******?
never mind that,
how your body on fleek but your mind whack?
how don't you miss an event?
trying to impress those that care less..is it hard to pretend?
you, young chocolate girl? are you lost in this world?
you should be searching your soul,
and setting your goals.
growing, knowing, minding your business.
$1,000 shoes and Gucci purses ain't at the top of your wish list.
you don't do it for the gram and you too focused on your goals to be dumb over a man.
you just do it like you planned and they do it like they can. why they just gossip like they fans?
set an example young chocolate girl, you gotta be strong for the younger chocolate girls.
you gotta teach her that its more to the world.
that love and unity means more than diamonds and pearls.
shape her and grow her, help her to get her **** right.
while you get it right so you can be bright and shine upon her, cause these little flowers need light.
  young chocolate girl.. dont wait on the world.
be happy,
you are peace and you are love.
never lose your sparkle, you are a star from above.
you are the sweetest creation, and you are blessed beyond what you see.
don't settle, dust settles. it will get better.
so seek and don't be blind and then you will find that everything is yours already if you just free your mind.

oh, and young chocolate queens.. lead your special chocolate kings.
also confused and lost in some non-chocolate sauce.
help us, all powerful source.
God. Jesus?
shepard, your sheep's are lost.
why are the things they teach us so... off.
you are with us through the suffering? tell me when will it get better? will we be stuck and comfortable one more week or will we suffer forever?
am i not supposed to question you?
then how will i know? .. &
how come the ones that do the most ugly never reap what they sow?
& why must we wait for heaven, when we're only sure about earth? i said why must we wait for freedom and happiness while we are content broken and hurt.
how can i not worry about the nation when they don't live as you say,
but things continue to go on the same everyday.
dear Jesus? please show mercy on your children.
actions speak louder, please show us that you love us.
please open our minds, & open our eyes and show us what's among us...
dear universal God,
lead your children to whats promised.
take the blindfold off our eyes, and give us hope for tomorrow.
rid us of the pain and sorrow,
make our hearts pure and make us royal.
everything we face make us question and make us wise.
be our guide. lead us,
mold us into true KINGS and QUEENS. less followers more leaders.
ranting at 4am. raw & real. honestly without having to even think about words to write, i wrote this effortlessly and its simple but its coming from such a genuine place in my heart with such genuine feelings i can't even explain.
the black rose Nov 2019
i cant decide if where i am is healthy
or hell
in the sense of burning flames,
****** games
and all the names that come along with
particular things.
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i cant decide if im in love with you or
with who ive painted you to be
in my latest piece of the lord and the lover.
im attached to the god in you,
distant from the parts of you that are learned and programmed
by the hands of destroyers of land,
the hue that keeps man in a color block that separates and desolates,
believe or not
im desperate for hands to hold
and a touch that knows when and where,
that wouldn't dare to let me linger for long...
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the black rose Dec 2018
i’ve seen you here
sometime before.
ive felt you here,
but im not sure.
are you a dream?
non-lucid thought?
prophetic screening,
un-clever truth.
familiar feelings,
deja-vu.
the black rose Apr 2020
i come alive at the sight of what's already seen,
like deja vu is somehow key to unlock my greatest dream.
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a classic reaction,
to stay still upon acknowledgment.
i stay put,
aware of phases now begun.
the black rose Jun 2019
beneath the hard exterior,
laced with thorns
and silent scorn
...
lies the most fragile flower;
soft and
so innocent.
the black rose Dec 2018
would you die
to feel the warmth
of my persuasive embrace.
what would you do
for just a second of my time?
you dare not question my desire.
immense expression,
you’re in dire need of something that can make you whole again.
i hold the changer of worlds in a pocket so small.
a heavy guard at the gates,
there is no passcode.
how do you enter?
no one has entered since the past-world.
& all who entered
& left,
are still lost
with regrets.
you cannot leave this place of comfort,
you’ll never find it
not again.
there’s only one way &
the secret lies within.
the black rose Feb 2019
& in the same breath you saved me & destroyed me..
the black rose Dec 2018
it’s like a never ending maze. & maybe i **** at making the right choices, maybe i am a ******* *****-up that does things in heats of moments completely neglecting logic. maybe i am still haunted by my past, running rampant because i so badly want to escape that person, those feelings.
trying to stay sane is a full time job that does not pay enough.
my attempts to find a love is near impossible.
i will never be good enough, will i?
i am but a girl, traumatized by disadvantages that stole my innocence way too early.
it’s hard explaining why you’re ****** up in the head while trying to outrun the demons that drag you back into hell.
so i close my eyes,
i close my heart,
i close my mind.
i was always the victim.
i always stayed silent.
i never fought because i could never win.
i no longer fight because i will never win.
the black rose Jan 2019
i am at a cross-roads,
in the midst of two dimensions
with a decision that screams life and death.
i have somehow formed the most vitally graphic disconnection,
with a layer of convenience to protect.
& with a certain truth so far-fetched,
all of my years only reflect
a sense of pain,
and a lonely neglect.
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i no longer wear a sense of pride,
my ego has officially died
and everything that’s still inside of me
is in training for a war;
equipped with armor of
an honor that has been here before,
one to endure
with intentions so pure.
the black rose May 2021
because dis-service aims to serve no one,
instability is a platform fit for few to browse upon.
& maybe i should cleanse.
deep cleanse.
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how am i so aware of chaos?
how am i so aware still indulgent in chaos?
why would i create something i will not enjoy.
the black rose May 2019
still writing poetry
on a love we thought could be.
still moving slowly
from the thought of you and me.
new arms wrapped around me,
holds me longer than those 4am calls.
holds me closer,
i have let down my walls.
while i was waiting for you,
you moved on
before i even knew.
now a new love has taken on your role.
i grew,
almost unrecognizable.
you saw it
but still chose to ignore it
for short nights of pleasure.
one mans trash became another mans treasure.
the black rose May 2019
saw the ending
from the beginning
still we resisted.
still we insisted that maybe love was on our side.
id always run,
id always hide
and you'd come find me
like a game of hide and seek.
we'd always fantasize about the day we finally meet.
you told me all your secrets and you shared your deepest fears.
when no one else would listen you would vent to me,
i cared.
you shared
your whole life in one night.
still you gave in,
without resistence,
no fight.
we lost sight
and maybe losing was for the better.
maybe we are better off
distant,
apart
than close together.
the black rose Jan 2019
seeking escape from a world
that thrives on my pain.
main focus is a focus
that drives me insane.
i can’t be still,
my mind is anxious,
my soul is erupting.
the most illogical of impulse
making something of nothing.
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i only exist inside,
where i never have to hide.
i’m never running from my actions,
never cancelling my pride.
resisting all that works against me,
no borders
or no fencing,
no offensive use of power can control.
no being similar,
persona young or old.
a living proof of distant energy,
words circulate the remedy
for all that can restart a dying peace.
❤️ take what you need!
the black rose Nov 2018
i swore to myself i wouldn’t be afraid to love again.
i stood strong as i won the war within me.
no matter how badly i’d been bruised
or the bad seeds planted.
i still wanted to give love a million second chances.
but it just runs from me.
love is done with me.
the black rose Apr 2020
does the thought of love free you
or does it haunt you?
does it put you at ease
or make you so uneasy that you cant find a stable stance...
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the truth is,
the lesser starts to outweigh any sense of fulfillment in love
& then it fades,
& then you hope to find it again...
but does it come?
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i'd say love is worth the pain it brings,
but don't take my word.
the black rose Mar 2015
so used to shallow minded, soul-less, only want to ****, only want you to ****, could care less about your goals, plans, dreams type of guys.
where are the gentlemen? the bring you roses, kiss your forehead, open doors & pull out chairs.. the "get dress, we're going to dinner", the what you need ima get it, the what are your plans, i wanna know your dreams, the "baby you can do anything". where are the guys that are over-protective, the "you can look at my lady but you cant touch", the uncalled for i love you's, the unexpected gifts, the traveling, and thrills.. we fight, we makeup! we dont ever break up.. the rumors dont mean **** to him, cause he already know whats up.. i want that.
do they still exist?
the guys that aren't afraid to open up, the ones who aren't too G to show you love.. the guys that cant get enough of you, they wont give anyone else the opportunity to get at you, focused on getting it for themselves & also helping you get yours.. champagne dreams & cartier wishes, walking down the isle, long nights & tongue kisses.. "**** them other girls, i got mine & she's enough" showing your lady love while these childish guys out here 'acting tough', haha.
so used to all of the same, that when i come across someone 'different' i rarely ever know the difference because my trust is ****** up, my mind is like get the **** and my heart is just pushing everyone away.
feels.
the black rose Apr 2020
do you think its natural for someone to search for love?
or is it like some sort of forced perception
that we randomly fall into
because its so common to have that sort of connection?
the black rose May 2020
make clothing, if you love to.
do fun things with your hands.
tell jokes or
make some music,
if you love to sing & dance.
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write words,
share stories,
create new culture,
new expressions.
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do anything you love.
do everything you love.
find happiness in all that you do.
the black rose Mar 2020
take it or leave it,
or take it then leave it...
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they'll take everything from you,
leave you empty,
empty-handed
& you'd let them...
because they're appealing to your mind,
in its lowest state;
you find interest in what's behind
but never knowing true face.
my dear,
be careful who you allow in your space.
the black rose Mar 2020
imagine...
being nothing amongst beings who think they are everything.
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beings fearful;
killing "roaches",
"flies",
"moths",
"snakes",
"trees",
"birds",
"bees",
­and all other sorts of ancient beings.
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fearful,
ignorant,
in process of extinction.
the great mother shall react accordingly.
the black rose Jun 2019
i can't succumb to the environment,
i've experienced many.
im not impressed,
you're not impressive.
i keep it cool,
controlled agression.
no possessions,
not possessive.
not obsessed with,
never desperate.
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i fly alone,
although i have connections i can call my own,
i know my home,
i know a place that i can rest,
but still i roam.
the black rose Jan 2019
i don’t see a dying earth;
i see everything we need to make our hearts pure,
define our tears,
dismiss depression
and wipe out fears.
i see that the most ancient sources connect us to the divine truth that is waiting patiently on the day that a dying humanity pauses for a moment to acknowledge,
show appreciation
and remember.
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it’s not the world that has gone to ****,
it is the culture that has inhabited it.
there’s not a problem that we cannot see a solution to
it just depends on the window that you are looking through.
there’s not a god up in the sky,
a god of earth
you wonder why
made in its image,
you and i.
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we hold the change that we so solemnly seek.
you think it’s gone cause
it’s been buried so deep.
but if you do a little digging,
search beyond your common mind
you’ll find your light,
uncover truth
&
see you’ve got to trust the signs.
makes you think right..
the black rose Jun 2020
a friendly gamble in exchange for the sanity.
dismissing soul &
bringing cloudy to the clarity.
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who dare play back n' forth
or *** for tat, of any sort?
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the black rose Jan 2019
as you uncover your eyes
and discover your soul
the ego forms a distraction.
it feeds you lies,
reflecting pride
it makes you blind
to what’s inside
and then it thrives
on your clumsy reaction.
the black rose Feb 2019
lucky number,
double digits
know you see them everywhere.
super-powers,
mystic being with the crinkles in her hair.
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the black rose Nov 2018
the day i lost you,
i never thought that i would lose you forever.
the day i lost you forever,
i wished we could be together.
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you are in a better space,
a higher place.
i still feel the warmth
of your embrace.
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i still dream about you,
somehow i live without you.
i know you’re watching down too,
i know i gotta get through.
hhj. ❤️
the black rose Apr 2020
end cycles at every end,
if you do it now,
you'll never have to do it again...
its promise.
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downward flow,
upward flow,
most awkward sense of rhythm.
still balanced,
still universal laws,
still process,
still principle.
the black rose Sep 2019
as things start to fall
and things start to fade.
its out with the old,
as a new light invades.
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what seemed like tragedy
proved itself to be clarity.
insanity brought the most rare form of sanity
and im watching nations crumble,
fumble and fear.
as light beings start to appear and prepare for the shifting of poles
and
the switching of roles...
the black rose Jun 2020
why do you always look mad?
like the world let you down
then led you down roads that end dead.
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your dull expression;
it makes me question what goes on within you,
is it eating you away?
will you go or will you stay?
the black rose Apr 2021
here's an ode to midnight drains and
dreams suffocated by pointless comparison
amongst rare forms of being.
in a world of misfits,
comparison steals all joy.
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in a world of misfits,
who cares if only 1% can relate to the comprehension of
dark & light,
as whole.
who cares when soul outweighs modern roles
played by vamps,
getting hype while you drain.
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i take hype in doses,
to help me to 'loosen up' at pity parties
where i'd dance if 3D grounds were stable.
but my energy, is it dead?
is it still dying
as i continue to realize my own sense of aliveness?
the black rose Jul 2018
superman came around, he wore a crown and not a cape.
i told him all about my plans to make a great escape.
they’ll never understand when they all just make demands with no true purpose, no plan.. are they heartless?
are they afraid to love?
so lost, with no idea of where home is to return to it, but they are not at fault.
they are submissive to fear & unaware.
so many versions of the truth, so many so confused.
what would you do if you knew the truth lies within you?
what would you say if you thought you knew the way?
im brooding at night.
& I do envy the day.
im still in love with the idea of a great escape.
7.1.18
the black rose May 2020
so called queen,
goddess,
princess,
divine.
care-taker,
life-giver,
mother of time.
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free your mind,
let your heart be fair & wise.
grow female energy,
grow.
the black rose Feb 2015
do we really want to be here?
or are we living in the moment?
.. with a scare from my demons,
the moment you realized who i was and what i was capable of..
why didnt you run?

you should have ran for your life,
you never should have came here..
and now,
now you made a mess of things and the bantam of sanity i had left..
disappeared

darling, did you realize the detriment?
did you realize the anguish before you left?
im not angry with you, because who would stay?
you should have left though..
when you realized that i was impractical..
when you looked in my eyes and saw my demons playing hopscotch in the back of my head..

did it scare you?
of course it did..
you left me here, alone..
you abandoned me because you were afraid but i dont need someone who's afraid to face my demons and all that comes along with me..
i need someone that will channel the demons and stare at my soul even if it is the most darkest thing that they have ever seen..
even if it scares you to the point where you wont know if you'll ever be sane again..
the black rose Nov 2018
whisper in my ear.
tell me the things i like to hear.
tell me all the things you’ve never said before.
say that you’re ok with me being this way,
say that you accept me as i am.
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cause im not changing,
im only ranging .
i am who i am.
you are who you are,
and im not judging.
so love me with your all or love me nothing.
love me when i fall,
& when im bluffing.
would you still love me if i didn’t know how to love you?
or would your clouded judgement block the window of a good view?
would you love me if i lied?
will you still love me when i cry?
or would you give up..say goodbye?
i tried.
...
the black rose Apr 2020
energies channeled on behalf of
heat & friction,
fast paced-motion
and fingers gripping throat;
turned themselves against themselves
then gained strength.
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sacred energy,
no longer strictly in heats of moments;
now there's heat in every moment.
the black rose Feb 2020
what purpose do you serve?
what good do you deserve?
you see what’s right before you,
you wont even say a word..
so ill say it,
and if there’s a price to pay
then ill pay it.
would anyone care to exchange social platforms? im in the mood for new encounters.
the black rose Jul 2021
& like a tent,
unassembled,
pieces scattered on the ground.
step by step
is all it takes
to see that purpose can be found,
if you seek.
the black rose Nov 2018
though i yearn to be near you,
though your smile makes me excited.
though your eyes are all i dream about.
my love is unrequited.
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that’s just how it’s meant to be.
you knew what you meant to me.
i handled you, gently.
but you seem to resent me.
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guess im laying in a bed that i made.
i despised the reprise of these days.
you know where im coming from,
go easy on me.
it is karma, she has always won.
she is all i can see.
walk a mile on my feet,
bet you’ll find what you seek.
everyone can have their fun,
just not me.
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i am the bad guy.
i cry a sad cry.
say i always play the victim.
**** i sure know how to pick ‘em.
the black rose Sep 2018
fear..
it has taken the place of the faith i once had.
it is making a brutal entrance, like salt in my wounds..
i thought i was healed.
forgiveness & the idea of unconditional love;
they had became apart of me.
i tried to be different!
i tried to embrace the respite from my bitterness
but fear came back
& it swallowed me..
everything i thought i had permanently gained showed itself to be temporary.
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see, fear is a battle i can’t seem to win
& everytime i think ive gained a 1up it returns to give me hell!!
i am fearful, longing to be fearless.
i am fire, but can my fire out-live the fear?
the black rose Apr 2020
he says emotions are my down-fall...
then i show him
how destructive words can be.
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the black rose Mar 2019
do you ever have days where your head is deep in the clouds and you never want to come down?
or weeks where your bed is the only place you see yourself being for the rest of your life?
it’s like your soul is tired & you’ve slept 1,000 hours but you still never want to wake & your dreams are the only place you seem to come alive.
the days are short and the nights go on for days.
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