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Thantos
When writing this piece, life and death were at battle.
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Exposed Convictions
// Excite me till I’m numb and then break me down to dust Explore my little world, as it turns from dawn to dusk Express to me the deepest thoughts you find amongst my heart Tell me how to feel inside, when feeling feels to much // Create for me a fantasy, me where I…
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Far
// Heading out again, out into the abysmal space So much time was spent, alone and locked away By choice indeed it was, afraid of what I might say To those I sought to keep, by now had shade astray // Expectations low, I wandered through the days Searching there at first, before looking the…
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2000 Days
// You spent your life strapped into a void Where your. legs buckle, arms struggle to hold onto what you can Clinging for air, you desperately try to talk You waste away your final breath In attempt to feel something that isn’t there // Frightening risks and shivering souls, You hide within the shadows beneath…
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Crumbling
My psyche is heavy Anger splashes gently The anchor drops below But I was never ready Inhale what you can carry May it float with ease Within the boat it’s scary You’ll fall down quietly Calling all survivors This is where you belong Along the side of fire You burn or burn it down
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I’m sorry, I’m trying.
At times he cries himself to sleep at night, as his head and heart feel weak, he tries, to hold on sometimes, it might get better, maybe it’s a fluke or it’s just the weather. Never did he plan to become this kind of man, a hopeless romantic who cannot even stand, in front…
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I’m not angry, I’m fucking Raging
call me the aggressor come meet your professor proceed take one step closer look me in the eyes do you think I’m lying? think again; the answer is no oh how could I not Remember you’re not capable of REAL thinking REAL feeling, REAL Respect you have no clue of true existence, do you?…
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Human
Leopard jacket; cheetah maybe She takes a drag as he runs in the snow That indeed is her baby Full of optimism he is; her lungs on death row Just outside building 400, north country Their simple relationship I find, Diligently, she hits her baby Not the playful, but the broken line Smokey…
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Blooming Ignorance
Come outside; play with me my friend. Presence of yours desired; here and away we’ll have great fun you see! For after all, loneliness will haunt you until the end. A crippling old tree, a clown without glee, Melancholy brand, resembling that of Thanatos is what you seem to be, to me. Isolated, the…
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Deafening Beauty
A dead flower is like a hopeless romantic; broken and shattered on the inside. But when given the opportunity to shine, that flower can light a thousand souls. Pedals of arms, giving love across a barren field. Emptiness that blooms and glows above. Dead flowers, no longer living, yet so full of life. …
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Life is a circus
Walking on a tight rope; some might say is more than ordinary to the eye. But when that rope gets weak and begins to decay, the thoughts of death linger about your mind. A circus, the world, diversity abroad, these tight ropes wonder about. Every human soul, face around attains a rope, waiting for…
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Andrew Donin 