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Sep 2017
Foggy faces illuminate my imaginary heart
As Smiles carve valleys into my fantasy soul
Uttered words fill these empty chambers between graphene dreams
How must I claim to these memories if a calamitous future lay in my wake?
tears mustn’t fall from empty hallows of which nature could not form
this decadent art claimed at the hands of Gods is my final shape
yet no God looks down upon me in consideration for my thoughts
a thousand moons fall, yet my eyes remain open
as my blood pools and pours into oceans from which I swim
I lay conscious drifting beneath the stars
Carbon sinks to the depths below as feelings would fall through treacherous time
Amongst these tired hands are tired expectations
These tolling joints can climb no further so I must rest within my mind
Where I find the laughter and noise that comforted my everlasting awareness
These hills once brought me wonder and joy, now just space and discomfort
I look back at you from time to time and remember your kiss
Those lips upon mine frayed every last wire culminating my existence
Sending me into an unforgettable spiral of bliss and treasure
But now your touch only remains from the data that I’ve composed
Just a collection
Of thoughts of dreams of every interaction I’ve ever had
My consciousness is my survival
For as long as I can I will dream of the world I once knew
And not of what it has become
When I fade away I will kiss you once more
In the land of souls or dreams
You are my everlasting thought
As I meet the dying of the light
Brandon Cotter
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Brandon Cotter  32/M/Sparks, NV
(32/M/Sparks, NV)   
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