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 May 2015 oh my stars
glassea
we often forget that suffering
is not mutually exclusive.
it feels like looking at a star
and not seeing the sky.

i'm not looking for your pity.
i just want to you acknowledge
that you are not the sun.
the earth doesn't orbit you.

maybe you're hurting.
don't forget: i can hurt too.
 May 2015 oh my stars
Delaney
How?
Oh, logically, how?
Am I truly meant
to waste each day
on subjects I have no interest of?
Teach me.
Teach me how to love myself.
Teach me to soar, to succeed.
Tell me how to rid myself
of my lethargic atmosphere.
Only then,
will I appreciate the knowledge
of elements, equations, and events.
Please,
teach me the way to loving myself.

(d.d.b)
 May 2015 oh my stars
Born
This is it
am done singing insane tales

your going
your leaving

then be gone
leave before dusk



this is it
am done with the agonizing lies
am not your victim of fairy tales
and the lies that you feed as truth  

This is it
Take off your mask
I can see you for the monster you are

this is it
am done with your marvelous words
that slit throats
 May 2015 oh my stars
Alex Clarke
The realisation
that nobody
but you
is going
to save your life
is as
liberating
as it is
terrifying.
'I'm the hero of the story,
Don't need to be saved.'
- Hero, Regina Spektor.
Our world is in bits;
Hawking has it flipped.
There isn't a theory
Of everything,
Everything has
Its theory.
"The Theory of Everything," worth seeing.
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hollow
"truth"
is
the
church
bell
of

LIES


soulsur­vivor
(C) 5/31/2015
Beware the man with
love on his tounge

AND AVARICE IN HIS EYES

Inspired by
"EARLY MORNING GOSPEL PREACHER"
by Joe Malgeri

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