Tag: story
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[292] Death of a Stranger
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Embers falling from a dark sky I can’t find your remains in my head Fading away through the sins i gulp A distant dream i never share I can meet you someday when you come back to me like a seizure You’re the waking after fainting Blobs of people I can’t recognise They’re standing over…
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[291] Thrice I’ve Tried To Forget
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A happy day is a happy accident where beliefs don’t break and the sun doesn’t chase you don’t find yourself stuck in your ways It’s the time of your life Clouds seem to rain They don’t seem to hold on to shade There is an end in place The mind is your friend it says…
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[289] Present as Past
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As time goes on Your spoken sentences break and find haven in my mind as singular words Your whole body language turns to quirks as i become a blank canvas in the presence of you When i’m not beside you i spot stars like you did I count them all like you did I call…
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[288] The Untitled Poem
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Running so fast I’m still as the wind caught in a storm which forgets all life and the morality of it all till destruction tears it down A sleepy little town The angel with the horns and an interrupted wail I’ve forgotten any beginning I don’t remember any now The breaking of bones is so…
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[287] Avoiding The Truth
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I operate in unwritten words The silences the glitter and the bursts The moment before the click The dawn before it tricks night into losing the battle of sight I operate in the ashes of the cigarette that hurt the knuckle of her hands The gentle desperation of solitude that a thud of the door…
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[285] empty promises
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A picture so grey, on a broken paper it remains It conjures up a time that held importance but only in the back of my mind Time turned its wheels and it let it drown away it let it bury under the tip of the iceberg Now all I see is a blinking light in my…
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[282] together we’re apart
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Is it peace or the calm before the storm? My nimble fingers force my eyes close to forget all the frequencies that I find clashing when my focus tries to pull together a semblance of an insight into us Forget all the disturbance in the frequencies between us Forget all the distance that’s increasing by…
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[279] Past, Present & Future
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Living off of premonitions Surviving off of doomed predictions Can you change your fate as all your peers fail to prove you wrong Can you become something that you’ve never seen? I never realised that the aftermath is not my future I never realised the empathy for some is exclusion I’ve never seen the potential…
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[276] Closedown
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Disintegration of all the patience that i’ve been building for myself It just takes one night to relive all the plight that i’ve been slowly meaning to forget It’s not a physical ailment and people only believe in what they see It’s not an exaggeration but even i’ve never seen what i’ve believed in Climate…
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[275] All Paintings are Self Portraits
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My free advice to you is falling on my deaf ears I project it all to you in hopes that I get myself to hear a cry for help and a life to live I walk in fear and paralyse my honest voice that screams in vacuum all the dreams unfulfilled I create behaviour over…
Smoke words every day. 