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You whispered softly in screaming… Unaware of the possibilities yet That your drowning echoes would ca… Performing yet, majestically, For any ear
I came to you on a Tuesday Full of wonder, fight, poise and j… I left you on a Monday I was never the same. Your eyes gripped the paper
25 Sep 2014 Edition Reflecting on this camping trip Certain things make me flip. My mind, my view, my purview How many of them are certain to
I told him it would be epic So to this standard I must now ho… My language hasn’t been quite sept… And there’s much of a tale to be t… And so I pour out to you, friends
Violets are magenta Horses and placenta. Roses are definitely not magenta. Anarchy. ~C
Today’s simplistic silly rhyme Has come to you upon a dime The choices made to express, you s… A daily reminder of the depths of… Word.
Tendencies, tendencies where do yo… Tendencies, tendencies who woulda… flying through the breeze like a c… santa-bound with his sack and his… sink it down and let it swirl arou…
Simple reflections of past blunder… A gentle breeze of radiant beauty… My heart races a mile a minute as… This happens every moment in which… One never thinks it will happen, b…
“Why can’t you just fucking take i… You’d think the metallic bat in yo… You’d think it might be that loade… You might even question if I’m di… I don’t swing that way but swings…
Who will relent? Which fear... Wait, why are so many questions be… Odd, that. So yeah, why?
What do you mean it went topsy tur… She replied in hastened affair. I couldn’t Shouldn’t Dare I wouldn’t
A quiet contemplative morose and s… Planted voids, ineptitude wide Followed a path once forgotten Lain before me by a reckless aband… Of tears and of shallow memories
When every day the turning sphere Advises below the trophosphere; I pen my thoughts with tools in mi… Soon enough we’re shown the tangle… ~C
You could ask me why I stopped And I wouldn’t have an answer Everything left when I stayed in… Frightened at the answer I’ve lost my way, my sense of self
If you thought you knew the fires… Deep within the recesses of my min… And if you thought you knew the fl… Then you aren’t truly aware Of that which I am about to say.