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the worst place to be in is the same placeas last year when you saidthat this year couldn’t getany worse
is my heart half emptyor half full it is gurglingi can hear it chokingstuck still in some pastyet to pass who wouldn’t want to go backto when it would simply be be loved without lossbe hopeful without horrorbe mine before it was yours quiet, little beastwhat has been has beenwhat remains will go away, too,one … Continue reading
give me a momenti may have gotten rustyleft outside so long know i am not made for nightmaresknow i don’t believe in ghostsbut i am possessed by wild hopeand a yearning to not be haunted by wilder dreams did i hear you say my namein your sleepi could’ve sworn your breathingmatched mine it is the … Continue reading
i have made no sound all dayis it my turn today? still, the quiet has a pulse,the universe must hum where it is empty i stand there, caught in the brief breath,wondering what i should say,and the song finds me anyway remember this:even listening is an art,and art is mostly listening
i missed you quietly todaywithout disturbingthe birds with a wailor the table with a deep sighand the heavy fold of my arms i missed you noiselesslyno one even knewi said hi to some on the streetthey smiled backso did i i missed you todaywithout a wordor a single soundbut i’ll admit that sometimesthere in the … Continue reading
what was the problem?maybe,i did not ask enough things likedo you like milk chocolate more than whitehow about 95% dark what is your favourite type of treehow many sunsets have you seenis there a song that reminds you of childhood do you still think about mewait noare you thinking about anyone elsewait nowhat do you … Continue reading
life must be livedforwardbut learntbackwards each lesson is this:you have enough timeyou have enough timeyou have enough time get started there will be nothing betterthan the untimed life livedas more than enough
to make it in this worldit is not complicated you need no morethan a little bit of lightand a cat and if you are foreverdoomed to the dark then a light cat will do
scissors small birds on my headeach cut a lesson in letting gomy mother still snips my hairdespite the years of years she hums a song from my childhoodi cannot recallshe says i would look better blonder soon she will stoplater,she will never cut my hair again how will my mane look thenwhere will the ends … Continue reading
it is true that everythingis terrible but look howthe cup holds the tealisten to how loudthe laughter can beand know that somewhereand someplacedespite the darknessand worst oddsa seed has opened undergroundalready blindly searching for the light the only truly terrible thingis to forgetthat these small miraclesare a part of everything too
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