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PrttyBrd  Jan 2016
Reminisence
PrttyBrd Jan 2016
A scent on the wind
A moment in time
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Justin S Wampler Jun 2016
My mouth is dry as I sit up,
not knowing where I am.
The fleeting dreams leave me
and I'm left with this throbbing
in my head, nauseated and foggy
in the pale morning light.
Fully dressed in ripped and stained
clothing that reeks of puke and smoke,
gravity presses inwards on my temples
and I want to die like this.

In the grey and hazy aftermath
of a night long forgotten.
Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
one resounding note
and  im free from time
it forms the boundless lands that keep us searching on and on


what can you do when you need more than a friend
You cant read the way i lean towards
the nape of your neck to encase myself in the scent of your clothes
i just want what i want what i need is irrelevant
Take theses few seconds of solitude and pleasure
for the hours and days of reminisence that i usually spend alone

drifting on i wonder if i'll go blind
In search of perfection
hiding behind memories
to find insecurities
My heart may be the key
But for now i'll use my brain


How come?
It seems you've been here
forever
She will wander by
And you will always follow
just to find the scent of perfumed nostalgia beneath her clothes


until you've  gone all the way just to find her
when she has been beside you all along
you cant always recognize a lovers spirit
through eyes so vapid
hiding behind memories
to find insecurities
my heart may be the key
but tonight i'll use my brain


this is what you look up to
Bare bones right on schedule
Im to sure of it
Are you sure you want to believe


Dont stare its fate
You'll never know if you hesitate
Dont stare its fate
Sacrifice the guessing games


just let me in the right way
topaz oreilly Dec 2012
Loneliness takes the breath as I stagger
downside.
Whisper my repentance stated eager voice,
As I cross through the shrouded curtains,
to the nothingness crystallised  by dancing jewels.
Bedevilled by temptation,
I surrender my thirst,
lapse into a shattered education,
as I steal the reminisence of desire.

— The End —