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runawayI am a singular trail of derailed tendencies And a pile of angst that smells of fright, Or maybe figs sometime next summer Though I'm not certain where that'd be, Since I have lost my guilded compass While running backwards through your leaves.runaway
I am the letter to tear open and then crease hard in heavy hands, My lines all smudged with inks of anger And all my sentences misread.
I am my past in crazed bruised velvet To wrap around my shoulder blades And carve my time to bleed my faith Until my borders crack with present and all my ruins melt away.
by ~pixpop
figs next summerI am a singular trail of derailed tendencies And a pile of angst that smells of fright... Or maybe figs sometime next summer But I'm not certain where that'd be Since I have lost my guilded compass While running backwards through your leaves.figs next summer
I am the letter to tear open and then crease hard in heavy hands, My lines all smudged with inks of anger And all my sentences misread.
I am my past in crazed bruised velvet To wrap around my shoulder blades And carve my time to bleed my faith Until my borders crack with present and all my ruins melt away.
by ~pixpop
never known you to be meI've never known you to be me And yet at times it's almost true, That you've dropped anchor quite acutely And claimed my vessels as your own!never known you to be me
The roar of waves, the trials of tides The scars of sand and stings of salt Have turned my fleet to piles of splinters, Lacklustre relics dripping guilt To match your cargo and your maps, To set on fire mid December As weathers turn to bitter cold And all sea monsters come for dinner!
by ~pixpop
pauseIn the breath of the breeze and the warmth of the sun I untangle my knots and I unwind my choices.pause
With the slow moving tide I'm distending my doubts Combing cause from effect, parting myself from you.
Under trees loud with leaves I can mend my broken shoulders So that I may stand my ground to rule my self and prop no other!
by ~pixpop
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