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Is Your Time Up?

Time that thing that is at the center of your life that you very often for granted yet it slips away so fast that one day you look up and wonder where all the time has gone? 28 more words

Life

Stop pushing

Stop pushing my ribs
You are too weak to break em

It’s just breaking me

You are too weak to break em

It’s just breaking me…

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Poetry

Lesser

The straight line drawn from you to me is blurred. But poor me, I have been burned.
It’s all in my head. Confusion, a flawed reality mocked and scorned by your delusion. 195 more words

Poetry

Sunday Cramps

The long, slow summer evening drags out my guts and quietly examines them. It’s gone nine but the horizon still holds light, oblivious to the moody clouds gathering above its head. 155 more words

Writing

Forgotten Riddle

Disregard

the aroma of the carousel

Disregard

the unforgettable thirst

Disregard

the saturating hunger

Disregard

the mist in your tone

Disregard

the fears that dwell inside… 32 more words

Poetry