My retinas have that full-sun bleach
Light's ghosts haunting every blink
I hope I won't remember you wrong
Always
Red fire in blues and greens
A sky rocket reaching for the moon with screaming hands
Dying brighter than it ever lived.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Shadow Simon says: somewhere along the way Shadow Simon says: you've lost sight of who you are Shadow Simon says: and you lost the words...
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