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sol Sep 2016
stray
from me

please,
don't go

i will
swallow
you
like poison

oh
but the
pain
feels so
sweet

you
are
my
last
mem
         **ory
(title continued)
the words you carved into my heart
while you tore it out, i can only
remember the taste of your poison.
we are bittersweet, but an angel
the ground will never dare meet.
sol Sep 2016
i'm drawn to your lips like bees to nectar, but the bees are dying and so are we.
some random thought i had in class
i guess you can attach it to why we kiss, but i don't know right now, that hasn't been going anywhere as of right now (still a work-in progress)
sol Sep 2016
"is that all you think this is? fun and games?"
"of course! where is the fun if you are not insane?"

how is it a game if none want to play?
i've spent the day creating two of my newest characters, chip and gable.
let me just say that gable is a little strange...
(gable is about fun and games, if that'll clue you in on which part he is in this small part of one of their conversations)
sol Sep 2016
accept it as it is; know you can't change it
ten words, who knows
we were discussing the Enlightenment period today in class, and we talked about Plato's idea of Truth (as one singular Truth rather than many truths) yesterday for Politics, and the two subjects crossed, which i found interesting
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