In Pantheon roars,
We shouted
And threw boulders
In the night
Where the sirens
Were our only witnesses
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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
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I once wrote on unrequited love: "This is going to take some time."
It's felt like lifetimes.
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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?