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Colm Feb 2020
My bliss palpable
Is the chaos of their shared
Collective coffee
After weeks of responsibility and such. I am extatic at their organized chaos. And my proximity to it. Lol.
SophiaAtlas Dec 2019
Instead of doing drugs....
Do me ;)
haha lol :)
Colm Dec 2019
How could people die, I'd ask
In the springtime of youth
Most ignorant, find

Now I know, why people die at last
When the aches and the pains
Persuade, the mind

For they pass
And pass
As all do in time

And the new want of me
Is mine
This time

Because now, there is no one
Who remembers my ask
Noone outlives the time
Dying is fine
elysian Dec 2019
oh how sad it must be,
to constantly cast that hateful gaze
can't let yourself be free?
just don't leave your heart out to catch ablaze

much like that of a flea,
you cling to things
that people have flung out into the open sea
not quite sure what satisfaction that brings

but ok boomer
**** i give up, it was going somewhere lol
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