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“I’ve written thousands of words of poetry about you, and there are so many more to come.”
“Don’t cry, lest you rust your eyes shut.”
“I hold on to this feeling Love like sand through my fingers.”
“I’m dripping with shades of blue Shades of purple, shades of you.”
“You cry wolf but it’s not the truth, and I’m tired of playing your games.”
“Show me where the earth meets the sky I must refresh my soul, return to the light My heart follows the race of the sun Rise to fall to rise, again, again, and again And now I lift my eyes above the hills Rise above the smoke, leave behind my fears I will follow where the wind blows next Let it pull my hair and guide my head.”
“I love him. He loves me not.”
“We walk the paths of a town tired as we are Wish on dying street lights like shooting stars If wishes were gasoline we’d already be gone But this place has already claimed our bones.”
“You’re gone but somehow it doesn’t feel like a loss.”
“Leave behind this empty love, this facade of romance.”
“My emotions are not a punchline, but everything’s a joke to you.”
“I knew that you were never here to stay. You’re a dead man walking, still in love with ashes and dust.”
- excerpt from a book I’ll never write #14
“I’m alone but I’m alive, and that’s good enough for me.”
“I’m a creator of chaos, the mother of madness.”
“She’s back from the dead Don’t you hear her calling? An old love returned from the grave I won’t cry if you’re gone in the morning Go with her back to the grave.”
“I reinvent myself in sound - can’t you hear my soul in the melody? - and put my name in a song in the hopes of reaching eternity.”
“I’m wrapped up in loneliness like it’s a well worn shirt; it might as well be the only thing I own.”