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Pressure Creates…
The walls were weighed down with diamonds,daring me to stay a second longer,racing heart,raging spirit,staring around at the same day, lived again and again.This time,no matter the cost, I choose to live.
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Broken Mosaic
We build together,but it’s all as fragile as a dandelion in bloom.You’ll fly away and return when everything falls and fades,finding yourself in a phone box,dialling and dying over the wires,doing the same damage and swallowing the same cycle of sorrow.You cry, and cry, and cry,cyclonic, the same season again and again,and I build,but it’s…
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Location, Location, Location
I run to your door,but the key sighs, shakes her head.This isn’t my path.
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Old
I’ve been obsessed with my youth,because I’ve been dying since I found it.Threw myself into the fountain,but there was no way back,no way to reclaim all that had been stolen,but the softness of my skin slips away with every second,and every inch of my innocence has been lost.I am grey and gone,but maybe now, I…
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A Change Is As Good As A Rest
The pen is broken.I need another one.This one is aching and weeping,open and screaming,left behind in the forest of lost girls.I soothe her with stories of how my flowers still grow,blooming beneath all the dark clouds.I’m going on a journey,but everybody is asking me to stay.They don’t know that my soul,and my sweet friend is…