We were destined to fail.
From the start we were done.
We were Russian Roulette
With six shells in the gun.
That's one shot for me
And for you there's one more,
And should we survive
There's a spare extra four.
I wonder if February
Was chosen to be the month of love
Because it's the shortest...
Sounds, spoken of my mind,
Yet, still overthought.

I never know what to say,
   But always know just how to say it.

I'm quite skilled,
   In the art of scaring you away,
With the words I didn't know how to say.

Stuck in this space of mind,
   That hides me from the correct answer,
Forced to find the long way around.

For the sake to not make a fool of myself,
   I just have to remember...

I Have the Write to Remain Silent

~Robert van Lingen
I'm not sure I should've said that...
A dragonfly just happened by
With wings that split the air in two.
And while those wings were rainbow slick,
Its tail contrasts with midnight blue.
A jealousy took over me
While watching with a childish grin.
If only I could learn to fly,
Then life, for me, could soon begin.
Find us down the rabbit hole,
Where life, no more, can interfere.
Where out is in and frowns are grins
And sadness soundly disappears.
Find us down the rabbit hole,
The only place our minds are cleared.
Where left is right and fear; delight,
And sense is overrun by weird.

No matter the sun-rays,
or her many tears,
she will rise for
she has a song to sing

Lyn xxx
Burning skies at sunset lay;
With embers golden hid from me.
Her silhouette stood in the way
A far more perfect sight to see.
nish 3d
drove past the church today
a girl was on her knees
would've been pretty normal
if she wasn't sucking d.
-Just a little something, pun intended.
lX0st 4d
Paint me a picture
Of your skin
Does it bronze beneath the sun?
Or sizzle and blush
Like your cheeks
When you’re in love?
Is it soft to the touch
Like when your palms graze
The smooth surface of water?
Or rough around the edges
Like your favorite book
And its lovingly worn corners?
Does it melt in the heat
Like sweet syrupy treats
Dripping through your fingers?
Or does it welcome the winter
With wide open arms
As if greeting a lover?
Paint me a picture
Of your skin
Zia 4d
I swam in high seas
I climbed tall trees
I walked on hot coals
Walked out of black holes
I betrayed my demons
They gave me good reasons
I snatched awards
Not for rewards
And now I stand in front of you
Feeling brand new
Heart on my sleeve
You best believe
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