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to my best friend,
The person who always / knows when something’s the matter / But doesn’t pry because time will tell
@moontruther
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lightning
pain from within is like a shot of lightning to the chest / that no one sees / but everyone hears
@xmxrgxncy
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photosynthesis
blood isn't effective / because someday you'll run out. / we know this.
@xmxrgxncy
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lego
what are issues if not explosions? / i know most, myself included, prefer a slow burn, a quiet scorch, / but explosions are inevitable.
@xmxrgxncy
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rain barrel
good can always come from bad / call me a hypocrite, but drowning causes life / and thinking causes death
@xmxrgxncy
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sprinkle
for shaking hands, i find a prudent remedy / is a rainy day / doctors recommend laying on the pavement
@xmxrgxncy
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realty
sometimes i find it's easier to stop trying to find / that specific blueprint in the back / of a drawer
@xmxrgxncy
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iced over
that temptation for me didn't come in the form of drugs or alcohol but the intoxication of others / i admit i found solace in their lips and their hips and everything inbetween / but is it wrong to want lust when love has fucked you?
@xmxrgxncy
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tarnished wings
but the rust still remains. / between your fingers, in your hair, cracking across your lips and the birds you admire from your broken window. / did you ever stop to think that it made you appreciate being clean?
@xmxrgxncy
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level up
it doesn't hurt to lose skin against skin sensations? / maybe i'm extraordinary, but / aching hurts
@xmxrgxncy
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sticks and coal
fire doesn't always burn out. / once it's there, it is always there. / it may not still be roaring, but embers have a way of incinerating you, just at a slower pace.
@xmxrgxncy
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black coffee and titanium spoons
if you visited my mind you'd find a lot of broken teacups, / glistening with the remnants of silver that pushed its way up my throat when i realized that i was alone again. / and if you wanted to look closer- watch your step, more shards- you might even find a glint of titanium somewhere. it started slowly, a taste for black without the need for sugar and cream, and grew.
@xmxrgxncy
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wet shoes and uncaught dreams
and the wandering continues through abandoned boathouses where we hung up our words at night / soaked to the bone in emotion and despair yet clinging to the hope that tomorrow would bring smoother tides / how could we have known that silver only lasts for so long before it tarnished, and inspiration is nothing if not fleeting?
@xmxrgxncy
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i see you.
i miss writing hearts into my eyes / and drawing bombs over my heart / and dipping it all in silver,
@xmxrgxncy
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