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dailythoughts May 25
Don't clear the smoke
Let me be in the smog of what-ifs
In my la-la land
I shall live my best life
In the heat of the blunt
I will live in the moment
is filled with what-ifs
rumin8 Apr 30
temptation is sweet
careful not to take too much
it'll come out as sh*t
rumin8 Apr 30
caress the silence with your thoughts
search through abyss as I get lost

in my rigid, imperfect proportions
I indulge into careless illusions

listen and lean closely; so you won't miss a thing
see my perspective of the world I am building

seems far-fetched
blinding at best
maybe too much to digest

all this
bottled-up, shut tight
inside a wrinkled piece of muscle

isn't it lovely?
but look again, this timeโ€”๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ

head's starts buzzing
reality warping
๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ'๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?

slap some sense to me
this been kept in my notes for too long, i guess it's time for other eyes to see it rather than my tear-streaked ones.
rumin8 Apr 30

make another lie,
for they will believe.

double-faces can't seem to identify,
the hues along with magenta dye.

for youโ€”๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ know why,
simply just one cannot untie.

closet doors are shut tight,
queer, no doubt.


make another lie.
for all the closeted ones thereโ€”that day will come, you and me, someday.
c a e Apr 28
swimming in pools shined upon by a hundred neon lights,
racing each other past labyrinths, really just stairs with never ending flights,
with the hum of playlists we created in the background and almost perfect sights
a spectrum arrayed over countless black and white nights
now our tracks rest over pedestrian lines,
waiting for the light to turn green
looking silly with the feathered, glittery wings strapped on our backs- this proven by the numerous stares people keep giving us
i could care less because you were in an urge to buy them from the costume shop; you said it was a necessity for tonight's "mission"
and it was all just so funny; you're funny
because the first night i whispered
โ€œyou up for an adventure?"
you just looked at me with so much hesitation,
as if i were a delinquent and you'd rather i leave you to yourself
but now we can almost be a platonic bonnie and clyde;
waiting for the light to go red holds such betrayal
because as long as it stays orange we can have more adventures
and we'll always get a glimpse of the first sign of sunrise
but once it turns green,i know you'd still go after her
that no matter how much thrill the night makes you feel,
how many graffitis we'd spray paint our own graffitis over,
how many new songs and mixed CD's we'd trade,
it's still her
somehow amidst the full moons and the waxing crescents
you're still stuck in the time watching the sunset and the raindrops gently come home to the earth with her
when you were enough to her
you're still stuck in what almost was and what could've been, what could still be; but will it ever be again?
you're still hers
you're stuck in the chasms she's unknowingly created
chained to her love that made you alive all this time
tied to her presence you long to feel again
and i want so badly to set you free but i can't
because you wouldn't mind drowning in a whirlpool if she told you to do so
light turns red, traffic halts
- please don't leave just yet
Alexandrea Jan 2019
What If I could rewind time?
And go back to the place where we first stood;
How I wish we could've live together
and make it last forever,
If only I could, I would, but I couldn't.
Janella Maniquiz Apr 2018
I wonder how it feels
To be in line with your sight
All the time, even just for a while

I wonder how it feels
To receive the smile you give
To someone dear, oh joy in your eye

I wonder how it feels
To have your hand, enlaced with mine
Safe and sound, even just for a while

I wonder how it feels
To love you freely boy, and not be told
Youโ€™re not worth my precious time
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