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A M Ryder Dec 2019
As our pale blue presence
Dizzily dances
In the same single sunbeam
Restless over how alone
We really are

So sing at the finish line
Sing that sweet swan song
Because all shall become nothing
And in the nothingness
We are lost

The totality of time
With every moment spent
But that was then
And now it's gone
Im not sure where it went
Hello Prolly Dec 2019
I've been occupied
seeking the meaning of life,

reading it was forty-five
now, it doesn't matter,

so bare is the matter
I don't count the stars,

not even the scars
anymore.
Orchid T Aspen Dec 2019
There is a blood
that is beating in my skull
that is gluing my veins
and is pulsing in some silence,

へへペ
but my hands are moving,
but my breaths are dripping
out and watching me
without reason or thought,
and my tongue is ticking too,
howling from me a language
I have yet to understand,
let alone voice,
and in the end,

へへペ
an urgency is returning me
as a snapped over twist,
leaving me without purchase
and bleaching my words stark,
so I wonder:

へへペ
what's in my bones
that's making me move?
Leah Dec 2019
There's a seat right smack-dab in your mind,

A seat that's not that hard to find,

Where passion and grace, find a meeting place and love is eclipsing of time,

When asked how, I say now,

Cause its not when or then,

And I feel like that's blowing your mind?
Serendipity Nov 2019
As you age
you will begin to realize that justice is not possible,
but actions towards it are.
The very nature and presence of our humanity demand it.
Pyre Oct 2019
Me
I've been trying to fill a void
It's gruesome work really
So many ******* Polaroids
With nothing to see really

I still don't remember when
This dark empty whole appeared
I just remember you left, then
He sat there, as if he'd been here

At least the night, she holds stars
This presence, sits next to me
Smoking cigarettes, eating bars
I think it too wants to forget me

He's even tried to swallow me whole
Taking over every single blood cell
I was so drunk, he almost had my soul
I couldn't do anything, but ******* yell

Now he just sits next to me
Trying again...
Every other sad week
Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2019
And when

And when I think about you
It tastes like love
And when I call your name
It tastes like love
And when I see you
It tastes like love
And when I feel your presence
It tastes like love
And when I have something
Something close to heart
It tastes like love
Every time
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Nothing Outside Everything in
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