Tag: Poems
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[166] A Strange Look
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The look of strangers is the look of fear being transferred from them to me from me to them It’s the battle of the eyes to test each other’s supremacy in a whisker of a moment and then you forget Paranoia looks upon your shoulder Your mind turns to glimpse on the periphery The evil…
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[165] Time Stops In Your Arms
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You live in the past so much I almost believed you lived in Pangea Categorising your flaws to pick them apart when the time comes but does the time come for people who live in the time that’s gone Sometimes I wonder if I existed before you Would that be the only way of confirming…
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[164] Ignorance Lives
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I need something to worry about to cancel out how peaceful I’ve been feeling for a while a peace that i craved but which only brought a feeling of uselessness and a twisted sense of wanting drama with a fading memory of the pain that I’ve conquered through time It’s a complex thought of needing…
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[162] Blurred Times
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Revive who I was [an anomaly] when I first met you Try it one more time [persistence] Let me crumble before you It’s a wonderful sight Searching for a hand or grabbing for breath capturing it inside for times like this [delusional] when you take it all away or for times like those when you…
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[162] Blurred Times
Revive who I was [an anomaly] when I first met you Try it one more time [persistence] Let me crumble before you It’s a wonderful sight Searching for a hand or grabbing for breath capturing it inside for times like this [delusional] when you take it all away or for times like those when you…
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[160] Taken/Taking For Granted
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I fail to shrug off the fragrance of your rosy breath that curls itself like a wrinkle growing into my age Can I keep it even when you’re gone? like the sounds of your turning in the bed They drown out the winds of harshness that time carries with it as we decay into white noise…
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[157] Information Overload
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My attention wavers when I hold you You give me excitement in the form of acceptance I give you my attention as a form of currency Then I crib about how little of it is left in me to concentrate on this other life where it feels difficult to get into the zone to really…
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[152] The Purpose of Everything and Nothing
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An original thought is an accident and an invention is inspired After all, we live in another man’s idea of a mind The creation by you is laborious like making a sculpture from a stone It’s not the movie version of progress where it seems entertaining in a montage It’s a slow burning sensation of routine…
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[150] A Strange Look of Knowing
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I let strangers remain strangers Our conversation limited only by our eyes For a second they hold the future but only to break away as we see somewhere else How many potential losses sacrificed How many potential lovers avoided How many stories remained uncovered How many conversations silenced We return to our groups Some bored…
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[147] Falling Stars
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Yesterday feels like tomorrow when you’re stuck in a routine Sleeping feels like waking and dreaming feels like living Your life is muddled up in a series of activities meant to soothe you into a slumber of having no sensations finally They say love helps you find your home or the idea of it because you still…
Smoke words every day. 