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Jul 2014 · 488
The Brothers & the Well
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
What if all the matter you could ever hope to have
Turned you into something that was never meant to last
Who would then determine whether this could be reversed
Should you seek asylum from the kingdom of the cursed
When would be the moment you would need the help to come
Pick you up and pour you out and give you time to run
How could heavy feet even determine where to go
Buried in the kind of mud where nothing ever grows
I guess the only hope you have is underneath it all
Beyond another border where your feet are standing tall
Jul 2014 · 1.0k
Poisoned IV
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
Drip drip drip*
(to) flip the switch
Lay you out
remember this

Flattened lines
without a spine
Backbone gone
you're out of time

What to do
I'm split in two
Halfway there
we aren't through

Needle's cold
so veins can hold
Nothing more
than what you sold

Took what's free
atoned the sea
Running red
with all of me
something else
Jul 2014 · 739
To the ones who knew
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
I've set aside a piece of time to keep until the end
And right before I am no more I'll push it through a pen
But if you don't believe a single word I've ever said
I cannot try to change your mind, I cannot raise the dead

It's not within my power to restore this flesh and bone
And I can only hope that when I leave I'm not alone
I want it to be simple but I want it to be true
The way of letting go of all the ones I ever knew

But in my final seconds as I breathe my very last
I realize my future's an extension of my past
It's just as I remember - nothing new and nothing good
The time that I had kept was only keeping what I could
what you let go of, what you hold on to
Jul 2014 · 495
On the backs of man
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
I'm eaten up by everything that gathers on my skin
The taste becomes familiar just before it settles in
And as my concentration goes from weak to weaker still
I foot the path ahead of me but cannot find the will
To be another passerby to everything I see
Avoid the one who made it near impossible to leave
Undress me with your subtleties before I walk away
Before I tell you all the things you never thought I'd say
My lips are moving faster than my body ever could
A race upon the bone along the back of where I stood
sometimes we carry something heavier than ourselves
Jun 2014 · 409
Yours are the eyes
Olga Valerevna Jun 2014
If I'm not always with you, you will lose me to myself
I'll wander off and far away from everybody else
And if you try to find me when you see that I am gone
Remembering my face will only further lead you on

When all of me acknowledges the foreign and the known
I'll dip my feet in oil, light a match and let it go
The fire on my skin will not be hot enough to fear
I'll watch you watching me until I have to disappear
when I'm not where you are
Jun 2014 · 735
Voices
Olga Valerevna Jun 2014
I'm testing out the boundaries of the pitches I can make
The cacophonic melodies are keeping me awake
And if I had control of what I ever heard before
The noise I hear today is never welcome anymore
My ear is now an oracle I cannot comprehend
The skin around a part of me I verily offend
Repeatedly defying every thought I ever had
I wonder if I'll realize the moment I go mad
Jun 2014 · 3.2k
Never Stop Feeling Strange
Olga Valerevna Jun 2014
I carry you in everything I do and say and see
And wandering the streets today I try to let it be
But how can I acknowledge what I'll always never know
Or hope that you could ever tell me where it is we go
I'm tangled up entirely, my skin is not the same
The driver or the passenger, I'd rather go insane
And if you're calling out to me you're calling someone else
I've not been hearing anything because I'm not *myself
title and inspiration  taken from Copeland's, "Strange and Unprepared"
Jun 2014 · 409
Bite Your Tongue
Olga Valerevna Jun 2014
Take this time to think about the things you didn't say
And whether you were meant to open up a different way
I swallow hard enough to taste the sting I could've laid
Remember for a moment that a cost is being paid
Considering the apathy I used to feel before
I can't and won't allow myself to crave it anymore
A lock is not a punishment unless you lose the key
So guard it with the rest of you, don't  speak of it to me
May 2014 · 483
Figments, Figurines
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I strike up conversations with the things I want to know
A glance can be enough for me to let my body go
It takes me only minutes to remember where I was
And soon I'm looking back on every single thing I've done
In time I am surrounded by the ghost I left behind
But only to be haunted by the creatures in my mind
I try to tune them out until I cannot anymore
Though they can't tell me anything I haven't heard before
And what a wretched cycle it can be to comprehend
To entertain the thought that you're a story in the end
the things that fill you up
May 2014 · 738
I Don't Know You
Olga Valerevna May 2014
Tell me where you're coming from so I can write you off
Then I will put a question mark in place of what you thought
The Darkness brings the sleepyheads together in the night
But only those who know the sun will wake up to its Light
I wasn't even listening to anything you've said
I thought you would've noticed I was every kind of dead
I guess the people talking now can do it in their sleep
And force the words to leave their mouths, developed tendencies
But somewhere in the time it took for me to move my lips
I took a breath and let it out before it even clicked
May 2014 · 927
Sapphire Stains
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I dipped my skin in acetone to render it untrue
The look I have achieved - a simple shade of black & blue
I wonder if the people who can see it are surprised
But reckon there is nothing that will shock their states of mind
I haven't been exposed enough to feel them looking in
To ask them any questions I could even dare to spin
So if you want to look at all the flesh I've ever worn
I ask you to be gentle like you've never been before
I cannot bear the judgement of the people who are here
Who've come to make a mockery of all that I call dear
And yet I fail to move because I've paralyzed my bones
I guess I'll have to stand until I catch the final *stones
May 2014 · 731
To keep ourselves alive
Olga Valerevna May 2014
Everything we've ever done was not a waste of time
But somewhere in the mess of it we lost the finish line
I want a chance to find again the end of what's begun
Without the possibility or threat of turning numb
If you could only see the way I see you in my sleep
You'd surely come to realize you weren't mine to keep
I've opened up enough to know I have no business here
Unwelcome since I first arrived, I should've disappeared
The day is new yet we are old and aging far too soon
I lack the things I need to have, it's barely even noon
inspired by City & Colour's, "Day Old Hate"
May 2014 · 934
Scripts
Olga Valerevna May 2014
There's nothing you can give me that is strong enough to stand
The things I cause myself to feel, I'm holding my own hand
And if there's any mercy left I don't know where it is
I only sense its presence when I barely want to live
Between the waves of heaviness my head & heart collide
Instead of showing anything I try to run and hide
The days are catching up to me, I shiver and I shake
I cannot mask the fever that is keeping me awake
I've written down so many words I partially explain
Reduce the possibility of going half insane
The backwardness of this becomes a trigger made of ink
I swallow it because I can't remember how to think
May 2014 · 946
Flowers for the ones
Olga Valerevna May 2014
I'm always away I'm but never in bed
Never exhausted enough to be dead
Stuck at the edge of the breaths that I take
Nobody passes my way by mistake
I used to see what I purposely could
Stand at the grave like a tragedy would
When did my legs dig a hole in the ground
How do I sleep in the places I found
Tell me a story to summon my thoughts
Pull them apart and connect all the dots
Scribbles and phrases aren't easy read
Impossible only for those who deceive
Nothing is ever the truth when you hide
Pieces of fiction to which you subscribe
Finish the sentence and check what you wrote
Don't be afraid to let everything go
title taken from CocoRosie's, "RIP Burn face"
Apr 2014 · 880
Breccias
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
The secrets in your pockets
have fallen on the ground
I gathered up enough to
recover every sound
I'm not afraid to keep them
and move while holding on
Whatever you are saying
I'm hearing as a song
I've learned to know the music
with every sense I have
Return to you the silence
the rest you needed back
Apr 2014 · 872
Surgical Sutures
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
The stitches on my fingertips have slowly come undone
And everything I touch is never seen by anyone
What tucked itself away inside the movements I would make
Are left upon the surfaces of all that I forsake
I never wanted anything as much as I want you
Remember what I said the moment I don't follow through  
Instead I tie my hands around the promises I made
And let myself become like all I touch, forever *fade
Apr 2014 · 570
Unmade Heads
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
You force yourself to stay within the lines you didn't draw
I'd ask you why you're doing this but cannot be so raw
Instead I'll go along with all the choices that you make
And put the pressure somewhere else until it is too late
So when the ticks and talks become a voice you do not hear
Remember then that spoken time has said, the end is near
Asylum is for everyone but not for all the same
I think you understand it too, you see the patterns change
Directly interfering with the process undergone
Will neither make it easier nor any bit less long
I wonder who I'm talking to or what I even say
I've stepped away from every sense of sense I ever made
Apr 2014 · 603
I am here forever
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
I've built myself a tower at the bottom of the sea
The water rises high as it envelops all of me
I've turned into a swimmer and the fish don't seem to mind
I wonder if they'll ever see that I am not their kind
Or maybe we become the things we choose to be around
With all of these dimensions who's to say that I will drown  
The point is if I do there's somewhere else that I can go
If everything is everywhere, we're always never *home
Where do I go from here?
Apr 2014 · 1.0k
Three-fingers-width
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
You carried me for many months and thus became my world
My hands are shaped like yours because I am your little girl
I could've let you go if you had said that's what you wish
But every word I heard you speak was opposite of this
I saw the life you thought you lost and held it close for you
Believe me when I say that's what I knew I had to do
I look at you the same today as I did even then
Before I ever breathed the air of everywhere you'd been
And there are times when all I need to do is go inside
To let the warmth of who you are wash over like a tide
The closer that I come to you the less I feel alone
I guess it's true what people say - some people feel like home
for my mother who carried me so I could carry her
Apr 2014 · 745
Cornelius
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
We sat upon the swings until the night could take us home
And travelled in the dark without a single doubt to know
Rejecting every mask that fear could use our face to wear
I looked into your eyes to see that I was in your care
That I could even share with you the moments that I have
Creates in me a gratitude for everything I'd lacked
Perhaps we'll never be again the way that we once were
But what was then and what is now has made us ever sure
That faith inside a moment has a power we can feel
It challenges our hearts to seek the only thing that's *real
when Peter meets Cornelius
Apr 2014 · 351
The Bookplate
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
Tell me something more about the life inside your head
Where it is you go when every part of you is dead
Maybe I can come along so you won't have to talk
I'll see it with my own two eyes, I'll follow as you walk
And even if you set a pace that I cannot maintain
I'll make my way with caution like I'm falling in the rain
I'll read you like a story you have bound within yourself
And yours will be the only book I set upon my shelf
I'd like to spend my days rereading every single page
Let life into your words, they're not a trap, you're not a cage
Apr 2014 · 6.9k
Stolen Soul
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
There's nothing you can do make her leave or walk away
There's not a single word or phrase or saying you could say
She's not the kind of girl who will untie herself from you
And certainly unlike the one who split you once in two
You know what you are doing now but can you guarantee
That you will know what steps to take when it is time to leave
Intentions can be laced with things we do not comprehend
With people who do everything they can to play pretend
So when you look into the eyes of she who stole the sun
Remember then, the other girl who shined on everyone
Mar 2014 · 646
91 Days & Counting
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
it
happened in september, i remember it so well
a day inside the life of someone going back to hell
but what could you have possibly forgotten to forget

to process in your memory as something you'd reset
for on the day you let it in your tracks were made anew

the very ones you worked so hard to gradually remove
and now the square you're sitting in is labeled with a one
the mind you dress with heaviness you beg to be
*undone
memory lane can bring memory pain
Mar 2014 · 2.9k
Is this it, is it so simple?
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
Begin at the beginning
in a time where you and I
Were something like a mirror
for the people in the sky
And even when the rain would fall,
reflections didn't change
The thought of something different
would've simply sounded strange
I wondered if your voice could lose
its harmony or hide
The moment I considered this
I felt myself divide
I couldn't hear another word
you'd ever speak again
No not in its entirety,
the way that it was meant
So how do I explain the things
I hear you say instead
Without the threat of adding on
or tearing off a shred
Put bandages around the wounds
we've given to ourselves
Begin at the beginning
only this time, somewhere else
title taken from Kye Kye's, "Reach"
Mar 2014 · 828
Microsleeps
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
I came to see the casket
An open heavy thing
And what I saw inside was
Decomposition's hymn

A song without a spirit
That never should have died
Remember when you killed it
Remember how you cried


The reoccurring nightmare
That shook you from your sleep
Had made its way outside of
The consciousness you'd keep

The ceremony's over
And now I must confess
My person is the coffin
The coffin is my chest
Mar 2014 · 437
You are my only son
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
The winter wasn't cold enough for me to feel its chill
The ice is slowly melting now as I begin to spill
So what of this analogy and how does it compare
To what is really happening, I haven't been aware
That everything inside of me is nearly dead and gone
Yet I will never let myself forget where I went wrong
The purpose of a memory I've harbored all this time  
While years of every season passed, you never left my mind
I wonder where your feet have been, the soil and the sun
Have written on your skin with words that may have even stung
I want to tell you many things and hear your story too
I'll start with an apology for what I did to you
I let myself become the cold that I was breathing in
I let it stay inside of me for how long has it been?
title taken from The Soil & The Sun's, "Raised in Glory"
Mar 2014 · 1.2k
The Bread Maker
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
A cup or two of everything
I've tasted in this life
Has turned into a recipe
I use to make it right
And if you haven't eaten yet
I'll break the bread with you
A daily reassurance
there is something you can do
For if you keep pursuing,
keep a habit such as this
Eventually the mishaps
won't affect the rest of it
The labor I have entered
I will surely leave behind
And hope that someone else
will then continue in their time
their house always smells of freshly baked bread
Mar 2014 · 785
H e r o i n e
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
i'd like to tell you something i have never said before
if you are here then listen, i won't say it anymore:

i've grown to see a life through two profoundly different eyes
reality in synch with both beneath the cloudy skies
i've realized the origin of each world that i've seen
and i have put my feet upon the space that's in-between
but i can only stay in here until there's nothing left
until the ground i'm standing on is thoroughly bereft
and whether it is light or dark, my limbs will have to move
with everything inside of me, there's nothing left to prove
from a position of weakness
Mar 2014 · 582
Washboard Sidewalk
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
Something aside of the things that have come
falls on your head and you're suddenly numb

Waiting for nothing, there's nothing in sight
no one can tell you to pick up the fight

So many voices are carrying words
even my own become lost, go unheard

It's taken me longer perhaps than it should
to let understanding wash over the good  

I need the water as much as you do
I'll take a sip and the rest is for you
when you thirst to be clean but can't say what
you mean
Mar 2014 · 434
Dead Wait
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
I can hear your tension saying things you'd never say
Force the animosity to cover up your face
It's when you closed your eyes that I could see you in my dreams
I took you in my arms and watched you put away your screams
Although you couldn't tell me where you wanted me to go
I knew your heavy head received a lighter kind of load
The contents of your body will forever stay the same
But when you let it go there will be nothing in your way
And since I couldn't reach you in another place and time
I guess I had to wait until you walked into my *mind
My dear old friend, how have you been?
Feb 2014 · 361
Avraam
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
Remember being in my room and talking to the air
Although the others couldn't see I knew that you were there

And so I listened to the sounds escaping from my mouth
A song, a speech, a spoken word for earth to figure out

It's from the dirt we walk upon that every body's sewn
But skin and what is physical are nothing on their own

There be a second life within, a home we did not form
One some destroy with both their hands, a murderer is born

Remembered I am in a room the others cannot see
They've caught me talking to the air, I know you're here with me
John 8:58
Feb 2014 · 652
My Dawn
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
Blood* is not as thick as all the people may have thought
Bodies disappearing, being sold and being bought
We can either walk away until our time has come
Or keep our feet on something even when the rest go numb
Burn away the layers of the skin upon our backs
Trickle through the minds a generation of attacks
There is something sweeter than a lie within one's care
Riding on the edge of what should never have been there
Deep inside the center of the truth - you'll never die
People who are waiting there have told you with their lives
Maidan - for those who have fallen & those who continue to fight
Feb 2014 · 705
Muhskit
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
the air put your head in my own
said youll never leave me alone
but when will it scare you to stay
you walk, you cannot walk away
i need you to learn how to breathe
undo what youve done to the breeze
the weight will be carried by few
but shared until nothing is true
is that what you want to desire
to make of yourself but a liar
ive heard all the thoughts you dont speak
theyre all too familiar to me
you dont have to hide in my head
it mustve been something i said
the predecessor of the modern rifle
Feb 2014 · 848
Separate Skin
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
There came a night when everything I never knew I kept
Escaped my skin, a whisper's breath - you held me and I wept
And somewhere in the time it took for me to settle down
The simple act of being calm seemed all the harder now
From then a salty kind of rain would daily burn my skin
And multiply the passageways through which I'd let you in
I needed them to flood enough for me to let you out
Create the kind of waterfall that made a single route
And as you'd drift away from me, return the strength I lack
Return to me a state of mind I want to set on track
Within the absence you'd supply I'd shed my weary gaze
And take another step toward the frame for which I'm made
Reciprocated.
Feb 2014 · 847
Fight to keep
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
I can see your shadow coming closer in the dark
Growing like a tumor while I slowly fall apart
Nothing like a moment to remind you that you're weak
Grazing on the bits of truth you never fought to keep
Yet somewhere underneath the skin of what you have become
There exist the rudiments of silences to drum
But how do you identify a peace you cannot see
And put your trust in every part invisible to me
I am not the one who claimed your body as my own
So I will sit here ripping all the stitches we have sewn
And as the holes expose themselves the light begins to dance
Gradually consuming, letting go of what I can't
title taken from Run River North's, "Fight to Keep"
Feb 2014 · 662
S p a c e
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
I wonder if you know me, if it's well enough to see
That you are not the question mark you once had used to be
And it is not because of what you did or said or saw
Not that I'm denying the existence of it all
But I remember thinking - I am sick of what I am
I'm tired of pretending that I cannot understand
A fool is made of everyone, the peoples' flesh and bone
We share such commonalities yet often feel alone
By looking into someone else we try to see ourselves
And break another mirror, turn a body to a cell
Go back to what I said about the part with you and I
And let us clear the spaces we had both once occupied
on letting people in and on letting people out
Feb 2014 · 433
Might As
Olga Valerevna Feb 2014
a touch of some humility may put you in your place
reveal the inconsistencies you thought you could erase
the kind of metamorphosis that colors on your skin
and turns it into something rather gossamer to spin

there  cannot be another you and nothing can compare
you're free to weave a web of what you want, as you so dare
the only thing that will affect the qualities you keep
is what you store inside your head from everything you see

the doors you close and open up are actually your eyes
the things you see make up the tree that either lives or dies
but this is taking far too long, perhaps I've said too much
yet isn't that the very thing that begs the human *touch
What does it mean to be human?
Jan 2014 · 596
Explicit
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
in walking through the corridors of earth & space & time
i felt myself a mendicant of everybody's mind
a step away from decency my feet began to ache
was humanly impossible for me find escape
to pave a path then take it back is not the way it works
i hollowed out a trail of holes - mortality, it lurks
so if you see a skeleton or something of the like
the shell i am will one day be a different kind of sight
[ikˈsplisit]
adj: stated clearly and in detail, leaving no room for confusion or doubt
Jan 2014 · 948
Unwoven Bone
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I couldn't keep my hands from holding tighter on to you
to use myself to weigh you down was all that I could do
and now the time has passed us by without a single stop
I still do not know what we are, I know what we are not
when you became familiar in the strangest kind of way
I had to take a step aside, I knew I'd gone astray
my feet have stumbled long enough for me to walk again
and every insecurity I had is lying dead
we cannot resurrect ourselves, we shouldn't even try
for one of us is more alive and so the other, dies
continue on without the weight of me inside your thoughts
my hands are holding nothing but the air that I once fought
Jan 2014 · 450
One two times
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
get down from there you little girl
'cause your escape is not this world
and when your feet touch earth again
release the fear that you will end
your flesh and bone does not define
a filter of a different kind  
on top of everything you are
exist'a mind, albeit scarred
like sap that forms upon a tree
your wounded head will bleed to be
and all the matter you once had
returns to you, do not be sad
'cause little girl there's hope for you
remember me, I fell once too
I am just like you.
Jan 2014 · 615
Constant
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
In living with my
apathy I've
come to know it well
A side
of me beside
of you, I'm
lonely but I fell
Remember
when you went
away, a
key was all
I had
I never
took it to
your door, I
wanted to so bad
And any
time it took
to put it underneath
the ground
Does not
compare to what I
felt when
you came back around
The ins and outs
of you and I have
always mimicked this
A paradigm we
couldn't
change, we sealed it
with a kiss
A salty kind
of bittersweet
is all that
I can taste
The rush in
wanting not to
take a
single step in haste
I knew you before I met you.
Jan 2014 · 1.5k
Pestañas
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I tried to write a paragraph without a single pause
But every time I moved my hand the end was all I saw
And how would people understand what led to my demise
If I could not explain myself enough to recognize
Forgive me this - my lack of words, I must've just presumed
That anyone who knew me well would read between and through
It seems my haste in getting where I thought I'd never be
Has taken me precisely there and now I disagree
The spaces on the paper wait in hopes that I return
My mumbling is louder now, I still cannot discern
The lashes on my skin are matched with those upon my lids
I haven't written anything if you are reading this
eyelashes
Jan 2014 · 889
A Happy
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I think I left a part of me in someone else's hands
I'm counting on my memory to tell me where I am
But what if all the tracks I laid begin to disappear
Will anybody know the way that gets me out of here
I hear the train inside my head delivering the news
Your sense of rationality was beaten black and blue
Suppose there be a remedy for every kind of pain
Or I could simply use a mask to hide it all the same
I wonder if I'd recognize the face I used to see
My home is not the place I had believed it once to be
Jan 2014 · 851
We kept our eyes on the sun
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
I know a man who melted in the layers of my skin
And I will call him Icarus, now where do I begin -

I met him in the middle of the earth and all its time
A moment I cannot recall, a true forever's why
The wax from every question mark his mind could ever draw
Had taken on another form, a vein he never saw
And so it was a pair of eyes much different from his own
Became a house he'd recognize and even call his home
The company he found within enabled him to wake
A kind of curiosity he fought but couldn't shake
For underneath the rigidness his character sustained
Was but a man alive and well with everything to gain
title taken from The Bear Romantic's, "The End"
Olga Valerevna Jan 2014
to mine -

for what is my flame to your fire?
Dec 2013 · 644
The Never Mind
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
My mother's eyes have known the things that move inside my brain
And if you ask her what she sees her answer will not change
Her voice is like a lullaby, she sings to give you rest
Enduring through the brokenness - my children, you are blessed
Remember where my father's been and what he gave to me
I tell you this because he too, once swam inside the sea
The thoughts you choose to follow out will lead you where you wish
But when the water disappears do not remain a fish
The air cannot accommodate the ones who need to drink
So recognize the time you take in every way you think
Dec 2013 · 760
In testing
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
I don't know what the numbers mean, they float inside my head
I count them in between the ticks I try to put to bed
And if there's any logic left you will not find it here
Considering the apathy has made itself unclear

Or can you force the senses to appease another thought
To find a new beginning where you've tied a tighter knot
Suppose interdependency be vaguely unaware
Of any past security you swore was ever there

The case for explanations then, may need to be adjourned
In retrospect, the evidence has already been burned
So if you'd like to sup the ash, then turn it into bread
The stove is set, the fire hot, the recipe - regret
Dec 2013 · 1.4k
Claxon
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
There're things I want to tell you
but don't know how to say
Like words inside a speaker
that stops before it plays
Within its wooden cabinet
the notes are not disguised
Peripherals attesting
the music's in your eyes
To write the perfect lyric
is not an easy task
Although it could be simple
if you would only ask
Yet here we are repeating
our homophonic tunes
I'm cutting through the silence
but you are singing too
Let me speak or talk louder.
Dec 2013 · 1.9k
The Weather Trampoline
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
Beneath her ****** purple eyes the bandages unwind
Reveal the fruit of every hit she's taken to her mind
A stripe away from damages that cannot be undone
She whispers in her timidness, you are the only one
The seeker floats around the words she speaks into the night
And she can feel a quiet breeze solidify their flight
I'll be there soon, I'll watch the moon, I'll travel back to you
The bruises heal and she appears, she finds him withered too
I've missed the conversations we have carried through the years
A hope, a light, dynamic sounds surrendering my ears
I want to bounce until the day we reach the second stair
Repel the dark and sorry things that tangle up your hair
And so the strands were compromised, she let the pieces fall
Upon the fringe of sacrifice she floated through the wall
"I believe in things you can't see."
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A corpse supposed
Olga Valerevna Dec 2013
And so the world will spin inside a mind it never knew
To fill it up with earth and bone and even me and you
The speed of light above it all has noted every name
And used the dust of starry space as ink it wants to lay
I see the budding fingertips let go their feather pens
And rest upon the very heads of fever stricken men
The rain has come in many forms to offer some reprieve
But even now can only reach the ones who do not leave
The backs of those who walk away have turned into the mud
A looser kind of figurine devoid of human blood
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