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#decisive
Pie for an ear Pie for a whistle, to come Pie for a craven side of a liberty's near Pie for a wish in the watch, of home Pulling the talk, no the what the **** Of grace to step forward, no man has a better plan Sour old willful, and seeking stink, the eye to pluck A hardy share of truth from the side of your face, where sincerity can Roles of the ****** with a care Suggestion is ours, for a lank memory, alive in the known Truer to **** the pie off, for we take the time to fare The skill's of another mind, with the very thoughts of oblivion? Wages we never collected, but gave freely Since we were the coping half, of a clock in the mission of a lifetime Can a meager sword of conscience, stand to wishes we found, in the ear Speed to a special lip, and tongue of ecstasy that has your crime Water, what ask's tomorrow eaches reason? Pain and the train of thought that made us Is a wholly different idea, is knowing all in season When none is ours, for a colossal clash with the written word, thus
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Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 11:26 AM UTC
Sitting In The Next Toilet, When It's Demigorgon
the fox spotted me; as i rounded the corner bags of groceries jostling awkwardly clutched in one fist oblivious as i rummaged the depths of my pocket for the front door key with the other long before i spotted it; that vulpine form sleek and crafty elusive yet stark amongst these surroundings more often heard seldom seen fleetingly at that in the time that it took me to recognise this incursion of the majesty of animal upon the mundane of man to stop and take notice and give the underappreciated the moment it deserved to marvel as a child might that cunning visitor had already turned tail determined and decided it took its chosen course without pause
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Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 11:10 AM UTC
without pause
Keep the focus. There is, more to this And more than this. Keep moving forward
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Jun 25, 2023
Jun 25, 2023 at 10:56 AM UTC
Enlistment
My orbs has seen the sky and you said it was blindness. That my youth will distort my fate, I was speechless. I tried whispering my cries to your ears, I reached and it was honest. That once my soul speaked to me, That she knew who i was. You were squinting, more firm, more definite. You said my mind was like a plain, and 'twas cloudy. You told me to wait until its a clear day. I had to wait until its a clear day.
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Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 9:25 PM UTC
Until the clearest day
Decisiveness is a surefire way to know that I'm upset If you ask me a question And I don't linger Prepare for a later moment where I yell, cry, or am completely silent I am decisive out of necessity I am decisive because taking my time is a luxury and I sink into like a bath I wrap my hands around the bubbles, make myself a hat and ask you: "How do I look?" If I'm decisive, it's because you've hurt me And even though I want to take off the seriousness of my desicions like jeans at the end of the day I risk losing my momentum I risk losing your respect Because you don't take me seriously when I'm indecisive Because that's when I'm most like my myself
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 1:28 AM UTC
Meet Me at 5pm
I lost a good woman You lost a good man Not being with you wasn’t part of the plan, but you chose to scram without saying a word Choosing not to clarify all the things you heard So quick to assume your friends told the truth, but they still act as if they’re all in their youths High school is over There’s so much more to life There is no need to learn every thing in hindsight Honestly, I believed we were past the pettiness I was ready to move on and grant your every wish I guess I was wrong, but it wouldn’t be the first I just never expected things to become worse Do you still possess my picture in your purse? Our’s is in my wallet You’d cry if you saw it Memories of something that was once so sweet Now I drive around with a vacant passenger seat I doubt it would be filled for a quite a while, ‘til I find that good girl that can make me smile
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
A Goodbye