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little Feb 2020
I haven't told you and please don't think too much
Whenever rain is nearing, there's a trickle of self doubt
It reads as more endearing, than I sometimes announce
Along the way and underneath, a pillow spun a story
It harmonized our memories and it sounded safely alluring

In hindsight, humming made speaking tough
Weeds covered up the windows with disregard of spray
Coded words formed sporadically and less likely to behave

This keeper is guided by a crutch
Casually mentioned; it's pouring
They say anyone can be brave
More truthfully, a single touch
Can walk you to the grave
polemics flies
and lands messily
on both sides

the drone of speech
and rhetoric
never worth the while

what use is this discord
when we refuse to shoulder

part of our weight in
pushing the titan's boulder?
should he fail
our bickering
will be crushed
along with us
k Jul 2018
Closing your eyes
While feeling your skin burn
You've come to despise
The lessons you can't learn

Silently sinking
Through an infinite space
Closing your eyes
As you come face to face

With the water that drowns you
Seeps through your hair
Open your eyes
And you breathe it like air
Broadsky May 2018
Your inability to take accountability shows me the type of man I was with.
I finally poured my heart out to tell you how you hurt me... you were silent.
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