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It rained, and it was too soon.
Guess I wasn’t ready for it.

I flicked the match
Lighted it it up
And waited out in the corner.
I’m losing all my coins,
I’ve bet it all out and bartered.

You’ve seen a plush pool;
Dove right into it,
And it was nothing but comfortable.
Now the ocean is nothing but a distant place
Nothing but a story to weave.
Nothing but a thought to ponder.
You were nothing but another wave.
I was just nothing to you in the end.
You might ascend too far
And it might just be too late
Why do you have to look away
In such great distances?

You are fleeting, slowly prancing
You are dreaming, you stopped breathing
I am right here, this is our ground
You are just human, and so am I.
First published on April 17, 2014 at 2:40pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
I dove into the deepest crevices
the darkest part of me
Buried was the feeling
I said I will never set free,
To miss you means to let this go
Untie the binds and once again
say, after ages.. Hello
Then curse myself on repeat
I should have never remembered this.
First published on April 12, 2014 at 7:53 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
In the night sky,
I see an ocean of stars.
From a distance,
I recognized a voice.
Every pouring hour
The world turns inside out
And crippling silence
begins to roar.
A nemesis has been born
The hope makes us rejoice
By the coming of the sunlight
We will bear our remorse.
First published on June 1, 2013 at 6:02 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
Don’t be afraid. Be spontaneous.
A little dampness won't hurt
Dance with its every pour
Give it all out today
Let it tickle your senses
For tomorrow, you never know
It might not rain again
Never again.
Never ever would I love again
as deep, as genuine, as stupid like this.
Never ever would I assume again,
that something would always remain
as it was, as it is.
First published on August 12, 2012 at 7:39 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com
I see to deep and too much,
I hurt so much and so often,
I look away but I always look back.
Come cradle my bruised emotions,
I’ve got nothing left to bleed anymore.
I could’ve saved my life before
But I care so much…
To care about myself at all.
First published on April 29. 2012 at 6:46 pm via kimmerific.tumblr.com

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