Tag: poetry
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i have known things but not happiness i am just another earthly impression. withered, and tangled in this web. there has been people like me, there will be people like me; dented and demented, for weaving a tapestry out of chaos ( chaos ) that spread from skin to skin and bones to bones. like…
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Beautiful People ( prose)
Maybe we aren’t really alone. Maybe the brutal emptiness that we feel isn’t a sign that we are less. maybe the heaviness that aches me isn’t my incompetence in understanding this world. We just need time and it takes time to melodiously rhyme with someone who will one day vapourise all the bottled emotions. Maybe…