Dec 13, 2017
be a fan of your own work is not a bad thing
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be a fan of your own work is not a bad thing
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...the dwelling memories !!
update
hey all! a few updates! -I failed epically at NaNoWriMo this year :( only 10,000 words. the story is good though and I'm going to keep running with it. I got side tracked by the election and some business at school. -1 year of poems is still going well, I'm two days behind, but I'm going to make those up tonight -I'm very sorry I've been so inactive! school is crazy and I'm a bit down right now, please forgive me. -if I can get my act together, new poems tonight
Spare Me
Spare me from your sweet nothings I caught you bluffing You loved me when our tongues rushed into lust Just another sweet nut I've had enough I'm done with the heartbreak and emotional handcuffs I'm engulfed in all this rage how can you say You don't love me no more You've overcome all I've done for you It's torture boo I miss the roller coaster My heart doesn't have a chauffeur I'm drinking liquor looking for closure As the joker in my deck laughs I can picture you standing over my shoulder The lonely stoner feeling like a loner rethinking about the last touch Jehovah Please give me the composure To run away from my thought of suicide
A petal fell across my path It's color Once a stark reminder Of the life it'd been granted, Was now dull and bland A taunting look to what it'd once been. And as I stared At the little space of life before me, I felt compelled to touch it. To raise it up to the heavens It had spent its whole life watching, Guarding. I felt grief for this little stem, This underdog in such an alpha world Where any submission would Cost a life. Because who hasn't felt like that? Who hasn't felt Like a taunt to who they'd once been, An underdog that Has fight but no bite? Who hasn't felt like that? Like the little petal That fell across a stranger's feet For help?
--I was watching a flower fall down today, and realized how much we all can compare to them.
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When I say to you, "go here with me?" I am not asking you to go to this place with me, what I'm saying is go anywhere with me.
Iamexulansis
Dedication To Oscar Wilde β’
Has anyone read the book " The Importance Of Being Earnest " It is a comedy classic by Oscar Wilde .
Loving my darkness.
Love is darkness. Love is blue. Nothing will catch me. Not in this hue. I'm running from myself. Running away. Please catch me now. Before the night fades. Before the dark corrupts my soul. My heart is smashing. And crashing. I'm down. I'm on the floor. Running away. I'm no coward.