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In Pantheon roars, We shouted And threw boulders In the night Where the sirens Were our only witnesses ----------------------- Give me back the mornings Of quiet snow and soft music The yawning sun, not quite Awake Give me the solitude, the Fleeting moments of sanctuary So I may find myself a saner Sort of clarity There is peace in snow ----------------------- I once wrote on unrequited love: "This is going to take some time." It's felt like lifetimes. ----------------------- If it hurts to hear Your heart beating, What was it that I wanted, then? If I ran away again, What would happen then? What would happen, then?
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC
Journal Writings IX
In Pantheon roars, We shouted And threw boulders In the night Where the sirens Were our only witnesses ----------------------- Give me back the mornings Of quiet snow and soft music The yawning sun, not quite Awake Give me the solitude, the Fleeting moments of sanctuary So I may find myself a saner Sort of clarity There is peace in snow ----------------------- I once wrote on unrequited love: "This is going to take some time." It's felt like lifetimes. ----------------------- If it hurts to hear Your heart beating, What was it that I wanted, then? If I ran away again, What would happen then? What would happen, then?
Recently moved, combing through old journals for inspiration. For... something. I hope anyone reading this is doing well and to remember that they're good enough.
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC
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