I feel like I’m on fire, fighting for a moment on respite – I’m not placing bets.
M.K. STANDBYLeaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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Her body may lay on your sheets, but my name sits softly on your lips.
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Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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Just tell me that it won’t be the same- that one day I won’t look at you, and only see a stranger.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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And when I imagine my home – above all else, I’ll always think of you.
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Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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I think the scars that you left me, they remind me you were real.
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