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 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
im addicted to a life
that's so empty and
cold
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
you said please don't give up on me

but it's kind of funny,

since you ended up being the one to give up on me
 Nov 2016 m i a
Isabelle
Love > Hate
 Nov 2016 m i a
Isabelle
I hate hating you
and
I love loving you

But sometimes,

I love hating you
and
I hate loving you

But most of the times

**No matter how much I hate loving you
I still love loving you
Redundancy.
 Nov 2016 m i a
Thomas Newlove
The world is dark but it is also a place full of life and within those lives there are good people and sometimes one of them makes you smile
 Nov 2016 m i a
Samual
it has never been real, but it is an eloquent lie you're being told
sadly, obviously untrue

cut perfectly along seams, missing screws carefully stored, missing handles cleanly, completely disappeared

too-perfect scratches only inspire the appropriate messy panic when they are given the benefit of the doubt

anyone can reason that there is no reason for this to be believed
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
you broke her; she apologized
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
 Nov 2016 m i a
chris
it's harder to make new friends as you grow up
 Nov 2016 m i a
Thomas Newlove
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
The slow, pounding sounds of my heart
As it transcends the circles of time
To find that nothing has changed
 Nov 2016 m i a
Andy
Untitled
 Nov 2016 m i a
Andy
Man wants the pistol fully loaded.
He wants the cool brushed steal,
the soft worn wood, the capacity for death.

Fearful of overcrowding - death loads a blank.  A ***** with no ammo.
No power over life or strength in death.
All this I needn't worry; I favour the knife.

Life pours icy smoke from chalice lips
Coloured with the flag of every nation.
Daren't a silver bangle fall tearfully to the pistol - barrel in mouth, I fear no evil.
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