Half EmptyThe oil of your long hair remains like a Spanish goodbye, I hoard it like a secret, keep it under the sheets. It always end badly. I'm always negative. I'm always lonely. And the ruler of my mind resides far away. Past realms of communication. A rubicon. Just me and my empty glass. No hope. No voice to voice these renegade dreams of shattereed love and broken windows. I'm a criminal. Stealing seasons, scratching your head, trying to get out of mine.Half Empty
words without a titlefind your words,words without a title
gilbert osmond. you've kissed me with your eyes and left me to reinvent the wheel, impasse and silent. witholding, aspiring. aspiring to be everything while isabel archer has spoken, fallen prey to your
lothario, ignorance of acknowledgement. the beauty that she holds is resplendant with irony. did i think i could create fire anew? i was mistaken. fallen. i'll find my words again gilbert osmond.
Momentary Purityshe sleeps like sleeping beauty and looks like mona lisa, but her prince charmingMomentary Purity
isn't coming to save her. she wakes from a slumber and slumbers down the tower. hacks a path out of the mess that surrounds her. the vines are thick as her eyes are with sleep. she runs into plants
that look like old friends and weeds that look like enemies. where are you going oh, enchantess? why does the thicket
continue to grow, long after you chopped it away? seeds fall out of her satchel as she moves to dice the transgressions of
her c
Red
Angel
Fall to Ruinnot forgottenNot Forgottennot forgotten
gaze back rainblack glaze and I'm 800 years ago cold again and wide-eyed a shiver in a cave uncomfortable dangle between evolve and digest unrest in even the simplest hardship to exist and see the storms end breath the brine filled poem which shakes the midnight pines threads a melody among the tattered cane on battered shores lined in crested copper moon a tune half obscured by the broken trellis
of cloud and star conceived in fire destined for dust I've seen tomorrows pass
Devious Journal Entry
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If you don't have a life, why not take one?
--Founder of:--
~ much luv ^_^
Peace Love and Cunt!
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