Rhapsody of a Disregarded mute

Things I write to achieve a relief and sometimes despair.

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Listening is loving.- Hector and the search for happiness.(please excuse the missing n i got too excited when making this ans forgot)

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Lets walk through stories. You and me.

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Parts of me

[poems-and-words]

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Nothing has described it better

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Hunger

Human is the only creature hungry for love.

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UGLY

Beauty isnt about whats on the inside Thats a lie Its about what you show people And what you hide Its about how much you can please And how much you can lie About yourself and you And about the things you like What you are is ugly And ugly you will be You'll never be the beauty You'll always be ugly And the thing that matters is do you care About the things that they say What they talk about you and what you dont Because if you think beauty is ugly Then thats what you are.

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Happiness

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Talk

Lets sit down today and talk about all that stuff you werent going to. Lets sit down today and let our hearts out. Screaming and swearing and yelling and crying. Lets get rid off all the dirt we've caught; Through a life time of holding the inner self back. Lets sit down and sing, The songs we had inside that ring. Lets sit down And Talk ... But we're so far apart

[jamesandrewcrosby]

Forgotten Letter #635 by James Andrew Crosby

[rhapsodyofadisregardedmute]

Fuck you. I like my house more than your warmth

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Corners

Lets just sleep in that corner of the bed we havent visited for so long. That corner we abandoned for the warmth. That corner which we gave up for the comfort untill we realised how used to we had gotten and it was the most comfortable place on earth. Lets let our real selves unfurl again in that dark spot. Let it all unviel. Cry our fucking eyes out until we cant go on anymore. Lets all visit that sacred place for tonight

[rhapsodyofadisregardedmute]

Hills

My monsters are out of the cave and on the hills Scratched out of the hard skins formed over the years Singing the songs they've learned in despair There goes the false performances of the spring Now here's the truth I am a barren land.

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Being happy

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Worn Out

I want you to give up on me and find a more suitable person. A person who’s not as torn up as me, A person who’s not as ripped apart as me, as exploited and used as me, start with someone new. Someone refreshing. Not with ragged old doll.

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Apart

Lets kick back and try to talk again like we used to. But we’re not us anymore. You’re you and I am me. Two beings that went from trying to be one only to realize how better we were better apart .More defined apart.More stable apart. Lets stay apart.

[jamesandrewcrosby]

Typewriter Poetry #992 by James Andrew Crosby

[rhapsodyofadisregardedmute]

It feels like each step I take towards you lands me further away.

Rhapsody of a disregarded mute

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Dissolve

it’s too much.

My walls can’t bear your load anymore

My hands are rusted and worn out from you

I’ll dissolve in your existence and leave a hollow shell