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your breath comes fast because the beat of music you hate and someone you didn't ever want to speak to and you slip away, find new and old friends.
it's the third (sixth) dance and you are vaguely upset at someone in a light blue shirt that you remember, and someone in a black vest you will not.
it's the third (sixth) dance and you are vaguely upset at someone in a light blue shirt that you remember, and someone in a black vest you will not.
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Fallen
When I was little, I held my hands up
and there was always a bigger pair
there to pick me up, raise me up
Dark and cold both accumulate near the ground
but I had found
a path to heaven, now forgotten
as the earth turns 'round;
So overcome by confusion, how...?
I can't cast my demons out
one devil still pulls me down
off the earth and off my gentle cloud
I lay upon the ground,
bloodied, broken, beaten down
and lament my fate, silenced now
He recalls his immoralities as if
they were someone else's little slips
and though his words have scarred me
much deeper than any knife or whip
he parades through town, a man, a god
going on about life as
Literature
How to part from living ghosts
1.
Breathe. The ambulance drives no Memory Lanes
but cacophonous roads
littered with the shattered mirrors that ribbon the roads
in the wake of the chasms of trauma.
2.
When they try to embrace you,
believe in the warmth
welled and flushed inside your veins;
believe the heart that beats behind your breast;
understand that the breath you govern
helps you manage your present moment.
The hunger you have for a warmth that never was
is better sated by your capacity to love yourself.
3. When they tell you that they love you,
remember in your moment of weakness they do not;
that you have had weaker moments
where in your vulnerability they t
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Ashes to Ashes
Once upon a time
there was a house
haunted by a monster.
It raged, night and day.
Sometimes it slept
but nothing was spared.
So I packed a bowl,
lit a match, and I
smoked the monster out
until it became
an empty house,
an empty husk,
where once
a person
used to be.
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also i left a word out fukcin end me lmao