For the long moment
In the middle of the fall,
Staring at her lack
The resolve is here.
But in this now she is fine.
Fine with another.
When the disconnect
And the laughing sound of heart
Meets my own life fear
Cold is relative
I told her next to the stream
Frozen in water
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...
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There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
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I press my bitten nails into my palms As she speaks, as to not betray The fact I am two milimeters From breaking down completely. I wis...
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The rain reminds me of Thought-ridden afternoons after school Where the sprinkler would be the sky And the street a river Carrying the l...
