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weightlessAgain, I am weightless- and waiting.weightless
Yearning for trust.
But accepting what has taken its place.
Like the buzz of a television.
Or soft, sleep snores coming from across the hall.
Its midnight and only the rain falls like needles.
I am afraid to go outside.
And to hear booming thunder.
And get caught in a net of lightning.
So dont trust being weightless.
And numb.
When you cant feel anything
Nothing is real.
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| Down beyond a tattered line, where my heartbreaks intertwine, there is the place I broke in half; Did not consider after-math. stephanie. i love photography, prose, and poetry. more specifically, nature photographs. my writing is very beginner and i don't follow poem formats. art is an escape; i just happen to adore it. i would really appreciate any critiques on my work- and i'll return the favor! x |
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i'm only pretty sure that i can't take anymore.
before you take a swing, i wonder,
what are we fighting for? when i say out loud
i want to get out of this. i wonder,
if there's anything... i'm going to miss.
lucky you for the camera
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You
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i'm only pretty sure that i can't take anymore.
before you take a swing, i wonder,
what are we fighting for? when i say out loud
i want to get out of this. i wonder,
if there's anything... i'm going to miss.
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You
thank you...
Your amazing
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"Fuck it! Forget the rules and break the Law!...You are Free."
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i'm only pretty sure that i can't take anymore.
before you take a swing, i wonder,
what are we fighting for? when i say out loud
i want to get out of this. i wonder,
if there's anything... i'm going to miss.
--
"Fuck it! Forget the rules and break the Law!...You are Free."
--
i'm only pretty sure that i can't take anymore.
before you take a swing, i wonder,
what are we fighting for? when i say out loud
i want to get out of this. i wonder,
if there's anything... i'm going to miss.
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