She measured his wants-
His vulnerable heart crumbles
with an ensemble of woes
softly in the background
solemnly sends his broken self
into the void.
Dearest eclipse, oh familiar gleam
high above
subtle in presence
but miserable in company
this is no sanctuary, no beautiful retreat
from reminiscence or love;
this is a torture hole
a certain crater that parallels in grief
my reflection.
And now I drift
inside a sole reality.














Comments
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under the water,
you left me drowning.
other than
i miss your writing too
its a high
for a drug free girl
ensemble of woes *sigh*
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who the hell knows anymore?
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...be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger...
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For love and for hate
I swat a fly and offer it
to an ant - Masaoka Shiki
me too..
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
i figured people wouldnt enjoy
reading a sad poem,
i dont even feel that way
anymore.
again
thanks luv
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
it was good to see you
and just hang out with you.
thank you, boots
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
thats interesting
i always have to read poems
out loud, i dont know why
but i think its because i hear them differently.
thank you old friend,
thank you.
--
"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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