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What heaven sent
with thorns was rent
and what was broken
what's been bent
it's a token
will never mend
forever crooked
never straight
the lines will never
meet again
all the loose ends
remain that way
no one knows any more
we're all the same
lost; forevermore
with thorns was rent
and what was broken
what's been bent
it's a token
will never mend
forever crooked
never straight
the lines will never
meet again
all the loose ends
remain that way
no one knows any more
we're all the same
lost; forevermore
Literature
Choice
every single day I choose life not actively, but a small whisper behind the static that murmurs "You can do it for another day"
Literature
Borderline
when we dance [ among falling ashes - in tight grasp of sharp talons among dead flowers - our graveyard made of dry petals ] when we kiss [ sucking soul pieces from the bleeding chests a feast of sweetness - delight dripping off our lips when we love [ a war of angry senses - intoxicating touch of passion between your body and eternal void ] blurred borderline [ between what heart can withstand and what it craves for ]
Literature
Writing Out Sadness
Writing blurs and runs As tears spatter on the page Ink spilling over
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