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There was a time when you could make me fall right back to highschool. The days of virginity and innocence. Years between our encounters and you'd always be just beneath my breath. So juvenile and oblivious to all the ways you'd disappoint. So attached and forgiving. I found myself at the end of your plank too many times. Cannonball at my ankles. Looking down your blade with the point in my neck. I'll see you again soon... I always used to feel. But now I can't conjure the same devotion. The image of you has finally muddied and spoiled. I noticed this transition and felt the change somewhere along the way. Affirmation that I don't need always live on that plank with my heels hanging off.
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Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 11:26 AM UTC
I'll see you again soon.
Your lips a plank so catapult me with your tongue past reality past judgement I am already floating on the edge of reason
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
Your
A day for the books a Christmas gone by one more dead turkey one more pumpkin pie Family and friends comrades in arms all the way to the end no anger no harm A day to remember after everything's done presents all opened for each, every one Blood's thicker than water and forgiveness assured for all of the trespass' of what was endured So once more we'll partake of the wine and repast for everyone's sake silently lashed to the mast
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
Family Holiday Piracy
"Heavy appendage lying above, Your weight equals your allure Simple leverage outside to in, Your potential follows behind" I said while chained to the center Bearing my burden as I did "Your extremities lean too far south, Weakened your zenith splinters Your midpoint, threatened from end to end, Is all that neither shall bear" The shoulders of man began to bleed, At the axis, where a silent atlas stood "Hold the earth and tether it to fit Hold the end up to balance the plain Hold each other and revel in peace Hold fast to the fulcrum" With these last words Atlas left Leaving man to work And Man alone
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 4:34 PM UTC
The Fulcrum Holds the Power