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When we drift apart

And I should want to die,
there's nothing I'd be saved by
more than the time
you fell asleep in my arms
in a trust so gentle
As the darkening room
drank up the evening,
And the heavens fell hard,
You rested.
Suspended.
Then slightly roused , you awoke.
And only said, "I love you.”
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"the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.”

-Clive barker
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FORSAKEN are we,

Forsaken and alone with hindrance held upon the past indifferences of memory.
Faded like the wants and dreams of yesterday.
I want to see. I want to breathe. I want to feel, touch, taste the very absence of you.
Cleanse my scars with salt.
you move through me like cold wind, and I cannot cease before the very reckoning perverts my soul....
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hmmm american psycho the musical. I don't know how I feel about this. One one hand the idea of "you spin me round " turned into an aria would be amusing..

Thoughts?

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I met her in 2005 in the summer, or perhaps before that. Maybe it was in 1940 before the war, or 1870 in the annexed black hills of South Dakota. Maybe she's always been there. Within my grasp. Maybe our paths have crossed many times before unable to communicate fully the tangible from the archaic. Till at last our touch was made permanent within a...
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esmeralda:
love your writing.....<3
dannyraven:
@esmeralda thank you so much!  :) 
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Even if i were to start this like so it doesn't necessarily mean it was intended. I mean, accidents happen and everything is open to interpretation. I mean one persons truth is another's out and out lie. Who really decides? Moral character is of course a factor but with regard to my present and past track record, well lets just say my truths would be...
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Unpacking books. The little prince. Byron, Keats, Shelly, Poe, Bukowski, McCarthy, Steinbeck, Palahniuk, Kierkegaard...i need a bigger shelf