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Ma'ya 18h
You turn away with eager stride,
Chasing the light on the other side.
Where voices soften, the hands grow still,
As you seek what your world can't fill.

A smile, a laugh, a fleeting bond?
The threads of love that twist and bend.
When ties you know, you left behind,
For something new that stirs your mind.

The past you leave, the present call,
And yet they wait, through rise and fall.
But selfish,  you pursue the night,
Never looking back at the fading light.

In time you may look, and there you'll see,
How much you lost, how much could be.
But for now, the chase feels sweet,
As you run through the streets that never meet.
Don't come back running to what you have left behind.
Flea 23h
This is a memoir

Of how my thoughts

Are so film noir

These thoughts both

Beautiful and horrific

The idea of being human

Is to overcome it all in the end

Both the beautiful and the horrific

Think about that
Flea 23h
28 years old
I tried modeling by accident
Thought it would be good
But it was more food for
Thought
As the poses good more ****
The consequences of those poses
We’re too
Where did
                  Your brain
                                     Go to?
Flea 1d
The most brave thing
You must do in the day
Is to wake up and face it!
Flea Dec 9
I must say
Though I am
Just a suthsayer
Not supersain
But this I say here
With a beer (non alcoholic)
In my hand
There are to
Types of memories
Milfs :
Memories I’d like to forget
And then there
Are glimmers:
The real good stuff
That you should remember
But I am just saying
Human to human
As a starseed
Not a supersayen
Flea 6d
I am a misfit since age 14
I used to have friends before then
But they all turned out to be fake
I was a misfit since age 14
But that don’t mean broken
Crayons can not colour
Of  I am a misfit….
Not dead
I have  been a misfit age 14
Being misunderstood  for
Everything and everything
But this I will say now I am
36 and I am no longer a
Misfit
I am a someone who matters
With I fit in or not
In mariana trench
a singing blue whale,
my river of thoughts
flows over my mother's lap.
The sun has lost its warmth
against the backdrop of winter's cold,
when you cry,
and embrace someone,
it’s a great relief.
Tell me the story of Scheherazade,
I will fall asleep on your arm.
Forgive me my foot,
for the wound I caused you with an axe in my childhood,
wild pigs devour
the fruit of mulberry trees.
Everything is great!
Working a little slow,
As it is the holidays.
Just letting you know,
Everything is working out.
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Flea 1d
To say this I must say proudly
I am who I am and I will be
A human being as well as
A starseed
For that Is what I am
I am who I am I say
Take it or leave it
But to sat thru I must say Proudly
I am a good person through and through
Isn’t that what matters
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