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Apr 2017 · 339
Dunno.
A sound in the void,
A birdless twitter,
Does silence the sky,
A word; just why

You stand there alone,
Kept safe, unfair,
Brought yourself there,
Just why, please not here

Forced by forces,
****** yourself out,
Doomed to ask me,
Why, just see

You lost all you had,
Not more than yourself,
Now stand there alone,
Not much to atone

Clouds are looming,
Cliff is so tall,
Throw yourself out there,
Met the rocks, I fear.
Dunno. First **** I've written in a long time.
Sep 2015 · 4.1k
A terrible, terrible idea
I sit with beer, all destitute, to write this alcoholic poem,
Tomorrow's far away, but a catastrophic omen
With beer in front, the task at hand, I should not have a chance,
Yet goggles clear, my writing dear, with future shaking hands,
I'll give a cheer, I'll down my beer, haste towards the achin',
So then I'll wake up, fill my coffee cup, and make some ******* bacon!
Aug 2015 · 336
Deprived
Sleep. It seems like I've missed it this time around.
Shame. Cheating on your dreams with reality.
I'm tired and at work.
Moments of clarity through pain, suffering.
Endless yearn for beauty yet it passes,
as it possesses, caresses, dissipates, clears.
Moments of endless thoughts of these moments,
of these moments of clear  blue skies.

Never forget them.

You must cherish, flourish, nurture.
Crushing waves of agony clears right up as you see the stars...
And skies...

And yourself reflected through the universe,
reflecting its beauty through eyes like merits
of eternal stardust reminding you that while your life is fleeting,
moments are forever.
Aug 2015 · 812
This Frail Engine
As moments pass, so do we
Mindful, loving, learning to see
Passing as people, a staying friend
Hoping these moments never end.
Aug 2015 · 588
True
As two are one, and one is two
As one for two, through and through,
Can two be one, and one be true?
As one will end up staying blue
Nov 2014 · 2.0k
Basic needs
Sometimes
When I see you walk towards me
I hold my breath
Until you arrive
So I
Appreciate every
Breath
I get to have
With you.
Jun 2014 · 447
Untitled
The mother, the father, the child
The sick, the proud, the glee

The brave, the stoic, the ignorance.

None left.
Jun 2014 · 254
Well then
When times have past
And all is sad
Remember times that were
When you're glad
And I am sad
Keep telling me the tides
Cause when you have none
And when you're alone
You have the memories
And have my heart

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