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The Consumption Of Love

The Consumption of Love

The consumption of love

it gets tiring

Iโ€™ve become obsessed with

trying

to make you love me

to make you see me

the need to be loved

not wanted, not desire

to be loved

not by anyone else

but you.


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1 year ago

Albert

Reading the wise words of Albert

Eating clementines in the garden

His vision of the world, much like mine

90 years of no change

What a crime

In solitude as I am, he was

The world as he saw it

A gift to my own mind

Living in the land of the mysterious

Wonderland state of mind

Eyes bright like christmas lights

Tie to you by the sympathy of our hearts

Kindness, beauty and truth

A guiding light

Albert, I thank you for your unique mind.


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1 year ago
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)
Um, Do You Think You'll Buy Me Lots Of Diamonds?(Yes, Of Course I Will My Darling)

Um, do you think you'll buy me lots of diamonds? (Yes, of course I will my darling)

1 year ago

Callow In Nature, Itโ€™s Who I Am

blending my tears with the shower rain

callow in nature, itโ€™s who I am

while my room feels like a casket

where I rot in day and night

a reflection of my mind, of my thoughts

I wither away with the tunes

Swallow my name, burning in the bed I made

Pretend Iโ€™m a phoenix, I rise from the ashes of my laments

Wingspan the size of the amount of my tortured convictions

But then again the dream has to end

As smoke begins to fill my lungs

And the ashes begin to stain my legs

Carbon filled walls, so many locked doors

I wave goodbye, the dreamland

The wingspan shrinks as the size of a birds heart

Carefully coming back to the ice cold bed they made me to lay

I wish I knew better, next time, maybe

later

today?


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1 year ago

Look at me Mom, Iโ€™m big now

The best kind of growth is of the mind, of the spirit

The kind that shapes the heart, fuels the soul, and sets the imagination free

Not everyone will get there

Some stay as small as an ant

And as weak as a fallen, dried up leave

How to achieve the growth of the soul?

Itโ€™s a solo road

Connection is key, but too much can ruin it

Words, good ones

Mirror time, look right?

Religion

Beliefs systems

Morals

Weapons

Love

Friendship

Life

Eternally searching

Getting older, wrinkles, gray hair

Time

So much time

Patience

Disappointments

Life.


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