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pluviophile Mar 2018
but my smile marks the place
where i found the strength
to keep on crawling
pluviophile Mar 2018
my tears mark the place
where i fell down
and could never get up again
pluviophile Mar 2018
fly freely
my dear
don't look back
e v e r
otherwise
your worst thoughts
will
c o n s u m e
you
pluviophile Mar 2018
the only lust i have
is the want of something new
the beauty of the world that is buried
behind shallow thoughts of man
i wish to see something i can share
my feelings with
i hope to see something
no one has ever seen before
the only lust i have
is wanderlust
pluviophile Mar 2018
somewhere in my heart,
there might be a little love,
that's shoved behind locked cabinets,
labeled 'pain',
it's shut in a safe,
with the combination of 'regret',
it's in my library of secrets,
along with 'mistakes', 'happiness', and 'tears',
it's hidden behind the muscles of steel,
that keep my heart pounding,
every time i think about this forbidden word,
one day,
if i ever get past the bronze edge of my tongue,
i might be able to think about,
"love".
pluviophile Feb 2018
i reached the sky
and fell down right after
but nobody cared
i can hear the stars' laughter
pluviophile Feb 2018
i'll love you forever,
will you do the same?
i should have realized,
this was just a game.
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