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[574] Astrologers of Our Doom
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I wonder if my last words would include your name,the two syllables worn in the years of sayingOr if you would find mine in the footnotesof some history you are still composingAre we the astrologers of our doom,reading in each other’s voicethe slow approach of the end we have named,anticipating future hurt, dreaming future scenarios?I…
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[410] Denial Unravelling
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Absorbed all our songs to numb their melodies by repetitionTheir magic is lost and I still cannot be foundI can’t live in the white noise of our future that never wasLies under your sighs I cannot find a shed of truth under mine as wellWith all your complexitiesyou go to sleepas I lay awake trying…
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[404] Never Meant To Be | Magnetic Poem
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Here is my attempt at Magnetic Poetry. It’s a form of poetry where various words are given for you to choose in the order you deem fit. Once you’re satisfied, et voila, you have a magnetic poem. They say that creativity gets a spark when you have limitations in place and magnetic poetry does exactly…
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[396] Meeting In The Shadows
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Now that you’re not here our shadows meet behind usThey flee when the night fallsto converse behind treeswhen we’re unable to sleep They find delight in their secrecyWhile we make sense of the voidThe stars witness their dying light while the starless city represents oursThe old tree simply recalls many who failed & triedA powerful…
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[173] Winds of Stillness
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Each day seems to last forever A consistent heavy rain to keep you inside You’re scared to love again but you still flirt with time and let the flame burn until it develops into a fire within that reminds you that love is really not your thing