i’ve always been one to open my eyes with them closed.

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normality is attractive. 

but eccentricity is beautiful. 

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when you say you need to a breather

i’m trying to be that breath of relaxation you take. 

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i can’t promise that i’m never going to hate you.

but i promise that i’m always gonna be appreciative and grateful.

noticing the smaller things,

so much emphasis.

harder things; 

i hope you get the hint with this.

doing odder things;

too cliche for the simplest.

a thought so simple yet detrimental. 

holding the main key, and still being gentle. 

toying with time has no relevance,

still trying to evaluate our small talk 

and place it on top of excellence. 

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silence breaks, 

her heart does too.

tears drop low;

but aghast continues to rise within you.

pain flutters from her paralyzed veins,

she’s crying out for God,

but not to be in vain. 

her spirit is so dry,

yet her lies are so wet.

toxication of her memory,

but still; she can’t forget.

and i still can’t regret,

believing what you told me,

somehow it changed me,

but who am i to miss the old me;

when he’s the one who’s guilty of my molding. 

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Inebriated till no more misery.

Cold nights; living young;

While dark…. envisions me;

Falling into the sky, 

Can’t find the heart to defy.

Emotions for you blown high ..

Catching myself while rock bottom underlies.

Breathing my anchors to reality.

Dark clouds,

and your lustful breath,

fathoms me.

Trying to resist.

But the sooner I insist.

The sooner I feel bliss.

Such a slave to temporary pleasures,

But never a stranger to long term pain.

You are the ecstasy for my treasures.

But there is nothing left for me to gain.

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i just spent so much time reminiscing on this shit.
clarifying your love with false imaginations and shit.
miscommunications of dumbfounded shit.
I guess..

just a thought.

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It’s like a piece of you died within the paradise in my heart.

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I told my self no more;
then it happens over again;
then I lose my four leaf clover again;
too much love for friends,
but I wasn’t the right choice to begin——with;
this is a sin,
but you’re a gift;
let me unwrap you,
then get between you——swift; ly.
i know you can’t hear——me..
but just let this love; 
be..

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Beauty may seem essential now,

Immorally projected in societies eyes.

Barbie deprives, while Ken lies,

strategizing in making us believe looking that way is a prize,

Thick hips and thighs, a personality that screams and cries 

Voiced opinions through shattered glass,

Destruct the destruction of your shattered past.

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