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We're all mirrors in our fragile states
Enough pressure against us, our surfaces
Cause cracks across our faces
Some have shattered beneath
Shards of us fall to the ground
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the most broken among us all?
I’ve been mistaken for a conquistador
When really I just break hearts by accident
There’s no evil in my deeds
And no wickedness in my words
I’m just looking for lovers who are lost

I’ve been trying to fix the unbroken
And all I do is break what can’t be fixed
There’s no cleverness in my words
And no thoroughness in my deeds
I’m just a lost soul looking for love

So you will know me by the trail of broken hearts
And the flower in my buttonhole
And that smug look on my face
And the searchlight in my mind
Aimed at nothing in particular
 Dec 2015 Rylin Ducharme
Latiaaa
The moon...
it is so beautiful.
"Don't let the moon fool ya! It's nothing but trouble. It leaves all day, and doesn't come back till the dark hours approach. Moon ain't meant to be trusted."
I see the moon in my sleep.
I see the moon when I'm awake.
"The moon hates ya! It'll never love ya."
Have you ever seen the moon?
Have you ever touched the moon?
"I say curse that wicked moon."
Sometimes I think the moon hugs me.
It knows I'm scared.
The moon can be anything you want it to be.
eyes as bright as an ocean
with the sun blaring down on it

eyes as deep as an ocean
millions and millions feet below

an ocean i wouldnt mind swimming in for days
and drowning in

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