And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
M.K. STANDBYI 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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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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A collection of thoughts bundled together and bound in twine – more toxic than any chemical, my very own poison.
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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.
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Leaves 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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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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Spirits dance on a velvet night, the sky it’s deepest black. In restless sleep and twisted dreams, they find themselves alive.
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My thoughts feel like plagiarism – a feeling already felt, the words already written.
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The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Hollow intent and echoes affection, a call with no response. Who could trust a dormant heart – where apathy is shaped like love?
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What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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I fill the shadow of the girl you want, a placeholder to the one I know you’d rather – I’ll do for now, but not forever.
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So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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