

untitled_02does it feel like you're falling? deeper into sleep? wake up let me take your hand and away we go! night time sky with stars reflecting in your eyes let's reach up and snatch these stars I've brought them down for you here in the palm of my hand collecting stars and storing them in jars let it light the way we're on the path to anywhere the only limit is your own imagination so, where would you like to go? take my hand and I'll guide you out on the open sea nothing surrounding us but ocean waves and water with the stars above peeking onuntitled_02


untitled_00last night as I was trying to sleep a song came on it made me think of you just like the paint on my walls and the color of my pillow I sang this song out loud I kept singing and singing when my clock struck 5:30 I awoke from my dreams with you we were holding hands and watching the sun rise it was then I realized I was calling your nameuntitled_00


untitled_1snow softly blankets the ground when I'm next to you I can feel your heart pound white begins to surround us all it lays on the earth to break your fall the air turns into clouds as you exhale through your mouth as I slowly begin to breathe you in it strikes me like a pin exhale, inhale I've breathed you in and through my bloodstream off you gountitled_1


untitled_0far above the ocean's waves our paths lost place in this complex maze lost among the twists and turns the stars began to lose their burn standing on this mountain top waiting for the sky to drop I look above the horizon and soon I see you are too high up for me wearing your fake crown I see you frown and now I'm waiting for you to come back downuntitled_0


A BottleWords that flow with lucidity like a verbalized procession Intimate suicides that go on as though no one cares enough to stop Enigmas left unsolvedA Bottle
Because we aren't meant to know? Kids lying on the grass As if those twenty years aren't past 4x3 meters of freedom independence for the caged Blood wasted from a country that was never really ours or theirs The slow ticking of a clock as illusion passes and goes out the door And one person sitting on a rug, wishing inspiration would be wasted on the uninspired
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Of course, mabye I'll grow up and be one of those crazy cat ladys with about, sixty cats. And one day the neighbors will complain about the smell, and it'll turn out I'd died and that the cats had eaten me...
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If she has to tell the story,
She tells it slowly
- ~AnUrbanNomad, "And They Didn't Sleep..."
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Greetings from dementia...
ps. ... if you love me you'll feed me...
i'll post more shyt tomorrow! keep an eye out!
Thank you for the fave on "Veiw From the Table"
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~>Ryu Densetsu<~
How are you by the way?
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~>Ryu Densetsu<~
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The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.
Haha I just got 9 rolls developed, so new stuff soon...
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~>Ryu Densetsu<~
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