Poetic explosion, erosion created chasm, dwindling inklings of sentiment mired in a promised tomorrow, borrowed paychecks, Payless buy more junk drawers to contain material stains and explain the never-ending journey through the destination finding faith in the misplaced memories
Pain intended hand extended slapped away enemy befriended
Wasted day happy place head full of wonder tears on face erase this place displaced in a blank...
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Middle of the journey
What a time to begin
my face in parchment
Intentions through pen
aligned and inclined to find
Holes inside a structures design
In the past it’s made me sad
to understand
that we are built so bad
as time ticked on
and years did pass
I’ve discovered beauty within the cracks
the flaws of nature are Art to me
Uniqueness born...
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Concentric circles of thought inside of thought expanding like atomic orbitals reaching out for the free radicals to satiate, it can be random thought or action, potentially something simple that completes a complex puzzle closing into infinity and welcoming the next finite journey into a never ending story
My heart is in zero gravity, and behind my eyes there are the burnt images of future memories ,which oddly enough ,time increases in their detail.
Admittedly confused, scared, and excited because it is new.
I was sure I had defined and categorized it already, unfortunately further exploration is dangerous to all, so it remains undefined. There is no control group, and it is more...
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Let my mind unwind this time lines of sublime rhymes shatter the tattered earth lost in worth our birth explains our existence, we witness the bridges, being burnt by the wicked stick with it the gift is the ticket the ticket the term of endearment rearing it’s ugly head to bedside manor where you plan to defile the planet don’t stand it take no shit...
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Laying completely still with my emotions exposed, cold irrational lonliness causes my soul to implode, falling into my own mental trap; my deconstruction is well constructed, dwelling intimately within my faults, I pick apart my imperfections, focused on time’s ravages upon my flesh the degradation of my musculature, and I’m forced to study what is left, Finding what needs nurturing minus distractions and the pain...
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I rest my forehead gently upon the brick face, breath in a moment making note how stale the air tastes. These cracks in the pavement mirror the maps born into my hands when I trace them It brings forward the face of vivid memories, retracing steps while standing still, as all at once, I realize I’m not stuck, regaining balance avoid the fall, dug my...
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Wanted to play some PlayStation but I decide to come to this site first which has now has left my member quite turgid and I fear it may force my hand