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Steamthe night expands before us as the sun turns to dust we scatter its broken pieces upon the floor searching for a meaning in all this light the shadows walk with us and we follow the beaten path treading lightly on grounds unseen we wonder where we are headed I lace my fingers through the delicacy of yours wondering if there is such a thing as heaven and thinking if I could lay down now in the cool grass made of evening dew I think that maybe I’ll find it and the stars tell a story of a lifetime gone by in so many years but we havenSteam
by ~BorrowedWisdom
UntitledShe sits alone in a one bedroom apartment with a sink that doesn't work and a heart that doesn't feel. Turning the pages of her latest linguistic fix, she reaches out her hand; forgetting for a short while that no one was there to take. it. She hears the phone ring in a distant, foggy world not her own, and returns to her isolation. The voice on the answering machine rings bells of distant memories she can no longer see; and she likes it that way. Her father hangs up with tears in his heart and wonders how this all went so very wrong. She picks up the broken pieces of father and sprinkles them around her bed to be sure she will dream of him iUntitled
by ~BorrowedWisdom
Addicti want to be an addiction i want to be your cold sweats in the middle of the night waking you screaming ‘cause you can’t sleep a wink dreaming of me and waking to nothing feeling lonely but hard hard down in your softest places places i’ve never been and quite frankly i have no interest but i want to be your addiction want to be the name you whisper to yourself in the dark keep the monsters at bay with my name gasping between your lips praying that you’re the only one left in the silence and i want to be your addiction that coldAddict
by ~BorrowedWisdom
As Yet Untitledthe frustration is tangible as i feel my body shake with the effort of these words flowing through meAs Yet Untitled
faster than i can think
or type
or read
or know
i don’t know what is spilling out of me
or what is yet to come
all i know is i need this
i need to get these words out of me because they’re spoiling inside
wreaking with all the meanings you’ll never understand
and i can smell their stink all the way into tomorrow and
i don’t even know if that makes sense
but i’m saying it anyway
because i don’t want to stop the flow of these
by ~BorrowedWisdom
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