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almost haiku? | forget me now
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August 25, 2014. Your gentle touch a life-raft. Sound in water pounds. Deep silent blood – we float. 8212;————. Your gentle touch a life raft. Rain pounds the placid water. In deep silent blood we float. This entry was posted in poetry. 2 thoughts on “ almost haiku? August 28, 2015 at 11:02 pm. August 30, 2015 at 11:30 pm. Thank you, Widow Veil. Such a sad name …. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Address never made public).
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in difference | forget me now
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December 5, 2014. Your touch doesn’t drive me reckless-crazy,. I don’t hear stars pound in your veins. But sometimes you’re a perfect shallow. Anchoring my complex depth. Calm when I am all wild moon and moor. Screaming for the lost who spin and cry. Like wind-chimes clashing in mad chaos,. You are measured, careful with my breath. This entry was posted in poetry. 2 thoughts on “ in difference. May 5, 2015 at 11:00 am. May 13, 2015 at 11:23 pm. Your blog is awesome! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Words are ...
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forget me now | Page 2
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April 18, 2014. Easy to attract kind-less control, swallow it. For healing later. He asks if I could drop. The poetry, emotion, joy and soul. That compel me to drive storms, make. Love in stars and smile at random. Black holes trying to be bright. Lighten up,. I reply through clouds and fuzzy dreams. My beat’s a crazy crow in a quantum heart;. I absorb sunlight intravenously, dance. In the car park to a rhythm that defies you. Every time. By the way, that’s. Melting your achilles’ grip to ironic dust.
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independence | forget me now
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May 1, 2015. I can’t see the moon. Beyond dark tree and thought branching. Out into the universe, each busy with itself She. Has locked me out, left me to fend as best I can beneath her. Awesome vacant space, lit only by the garden fairylights. Too busy for my needs, she has a chaos of new stars to teach. About the destiny of planets, constellations, souls and all. The rest that can’t be named outright in word or song,. Because everyone, absolutely everyone, is running scared. August 28, 2015 at 11:02 pm.
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Lost | forget me now
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June 25, 2014. Dancing in the car park, I’d have liked that,. Music balanced on the car hood. You and I working out how to move each other. Slowly, one step at a time, without pain. Watching meteors power through night sky,. I’d have liked that too; sparks and destiny. Crashing in the frightening void, me. Curled into your shoulder, everything and nothing. I was quiet and you could not hear my thought. Or count my heart’s pulse; could not feel. My desire to kiss a falling star you. Enter your comment here.
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delete | forget me now
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March 29, 2014. If anyone should look for you on my phone for emergency,. Blackmail or the paparazzi, there would be no trace. But for a random number which you could always say was. Some weird mistake because, for sure, you never knew me. I deleted everything. It was stupid, thinking that you meant. For me to hold your words, thoughts or, goddess. Be amazed, feelings. So my phone is empty of our contact. The rest will take a bit more precious time but I’m sick. This entry was posted in poetry. Words are...
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target (died Sept 14.2014. She was 24y) | forget me now
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August 6, 2014. Target (died Sept 14.2014. She was 24y). Knife found its w. Guilty skin to paint. One more fine blood line. You still cut your way into art. Grieve for the children. But a door that will not give. At the first fist crush. This entry was posted in poetry. 2 thoughts on “ target (died Sept 14.2014. She was 24y). August 6, 2014 at 10:36 pm. Thank you – i’m unable to find the artist (yet) but it’s sooo right …. Thank you too for getting the chill …. August 6, 2014 at 10:25 pm.
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A Stone in My Chest | Disturbed Stranger
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A Stone in My Chest. Shudder off every shred of emotion as I slip into a circle of darknessalmost as dark as that stone. To the person who has corrupted my heart. By Disturbed Stranger on August 29, 2008. 84 Responses to “A Stone in My Chest”. Who’s the S.O.B behind the corruption? Said this on August 29, 2008 at 11:36 pm. You have a lot weighing on your mind. Said this on August 29, 2008 at 11:57 pm. I know what you mean. Said this on August 30, 2008 at 2:32 am. I would ignore or move away from them.
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summer song | forget me now
https://forgetmenow.wordpress.com/2014/04/18/summer-song
April 18, 2014. Easy to attract kind-less control, swallow it. For healing later. He asks if I could drop. The poetry, emotion, joy and soul. That compel me to drive storms, make. Love in stars and smile at random. Black holes trying to be bright. Lighten up,. I reply through clouds and fuzzy dreams. My beat’s a crazy crow in a quantum heart;. I absorb sunlight intravenously, dance. In the car park to a rhythm that defies you. Every time. By the way, that’s. Melting your achilles’ grip to ironic dust.
