Oh, for the scurrying worriers Looking and seeing it all, Focused on time itself Tracking the folds They’ve already met. […]
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Brightness Bloom.
Though she took The flame Inside her now, She would live It through, Until she burned in Brightness bloom So […]
Blankets that Never Reach.
Needs are a furious Find, When I am always Fueling myself Behind.
Mischief and The Girl Above The Bed.
At Least.
Trivial, it will pass, just a phase, there is nothing you can to do about it, when do we get […]
The Jaded Empress.
I see you Through my Scars.
Why Don’t You?
I thought I was asking, Believing in me, To claim To cling To plainly win In sanity, And Yet.
Alleyway Marker.
Marks are hard To come by, Even when the pain Is screaming from Eye to Good bye.
Already Dirty
But did you know? My anti-microbial, My napkin, My way to clean, Is stubbornly Already dirty.
Lucky Enough to Hear Her.
Underbelly on 5th Or quarters made of fifths, Her music still Eases fists.
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