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#twentysomething
I only know how to write sad things sad songs sad brings along the anger, the angst from my teens my spiritual upbringing pummeled by dead things in my soul my boy only knows how to love sad me, bad me, contain me in the rigidity of the cruelty I imbue on myself the capacity for sociability has fled and flown south like a snowbird I think I’m spiraling it’s so exciting knowing that the only one I want to know finds me so inspiring go find another muse while I tear into this great deep blue
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Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 11:07 AM UTC
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Following two decades time A human transforms Into an exploding cosmos In the desolate void Floating away Flickering light Questions of purpose In the haze of dismay Fear not of this barren Let it fuel the flame Move further and farther In the deepest of abyss For the cosmos within Will unfold and evolve The lessons as your light In the dark, cold rise Remember these words As you travel through space You are bizarrely infinite A celestial design
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Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 7:43 PM UTC
A Human Transforms Into An Exploding Cosmos
It's strange how childhood felt like a train ride that would never stop like reading a book with an infinite number of pages But now you're 19-turning-twenty and the train has finally come to a definite stop the tracks have changed its path and you've reached the end the epilogue It's time to move on move along and grow up step off that train and on to the next adventure close that book and start a new chapter Be brave and brace yourself for there is more to come beginnings can be daunting because it also means saying goodbye to a life you've lived and loved.
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May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
Goodbye Teen Years
Gaging your spot in this world with acid-burning insides.                              A hazy head.                       A faded sense of everything.                       It seems that this isn't working.                       You feel no passion;                                        that's on you.                       There's something that you ought to do but that thing won't                        stop the burning.                                                             Admittance won't clear the haze.                       Action won't bring you closer to what's (at least) functional                       Let's not talk about realities for a minute...
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 9:03 PM UTC
Springtime Nothing Pieces