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The shadows that hunted me
Now echo in my wake
Biting at my soul
For everything I take
Every time I tried to warn you
You told me it was fake
I hope you won't be here
When I finally break
It's hold on me
Has grown too tight to shake
It will always follow
In the echo of my wake
Now echo in my wake
Biting at my soul
For everything I take
Every time I tried to warn you
You told me it was fake
I hope you won't be here
When I finally break
It's hold on me
Has grown too tight to shake
It will always follow
In the echo of my wake
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Who are you?
"Who are you?"
said the Caterpillar.
"Who are you?"
But how could she answer?
The identity of a person is not so
easily known, and one has to think very hard
before one can say with certainty.
She could be a beautiful winged horse whose flesh
glows with the golden, incandescent dust of fairies, her
mane a sugary concoction of pinks and blues with streaks of
black and green whilst her tail is a brazen red that would shock the senses of
even the wildest of flames.
Or perhaps she could be a jellyfish that carves paths through
the darkest and lightest of waters, the bell shape of her body
as large as her blue skirts and her trailin
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scent.
theres something so comforting so
warm about my bedroom with wooden floors
splattered with paint from childhood art
projects and science experiments.
theres something so nostalgic about the way
evening sunlight filters through the closed
white curtains and makes squares of weak
gold on the cotton.
there is something so numbing about laying in front
of this heater until my face takes on a sweet burning and
i get a temporary hot river of blood pounding beneath
my cheeks.
when i cant see the floor it feels smaller in here safer in here
almost familiar in that:
i have no fucking clue where a damn thing is
and part of me doesn't want to know
Literature
ANGEL IN THE NEON LIGHT
Ballet of the harlequin bride
Eye glass in the key whole
Battery operated heart in a bird cage
Toyed, the escaping dream
Missing time
Coil sprung and loaded
Space dust in a vacuum
Phosphorescence halo in a black box
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(;-;
the feels are strong in this one.
the feels are strong in this one.