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Angel Jan 2019
Let’s call this one

The bruised soul

You may know what caresses your heart
But baby,
you know nothing

Nothing but your own self is to blame for what is
and what will be

Because the universe
Only gives one chance
For it is its authentic self &
What it gives

My love you’re the burning
And ever existing stars
Of what is and what will be

Take pride in that
And that only

Please
Quick thoughts of the alcohol induced mind
Angel Dec 2018
If this may be it
Please conform
To the wishes of the
Switch

I may not know

But I know this is it
I’m afraid of the
Time in which this
Clicks

This may be it
I need some conversation, my brain is imploding, the river of thought is stirring, I’m nervous, I hope this isn’t the ******* of life surrounded by my expression of life. I need some quite, but this energy is reprised by sight.
Angel Dec 2018
With a grin across her face
“Must I be my own muse?”
It never lasts long
Angel Oct 2018
I felt you in the way
you looked into my eyes
& I had hope that we still shared love

Is it true that you’re tired?

That you’ve found love,
but within yourself, rather then me?

I’m not mad
I’m envious

I want to love myself as well
Please save me

You’re free
But my thoughts have me shackled
Angel Jun 2018
This cigarette stays lit
You are warm and sore
The frogs croak & the cayotes howl
The fire stays lit
The only thing illuminating the night
Besides the astounding stars
Angel May 2018
I know you want to feel something
But you always do

What do you want to feel so badly
That you turn yourself inside out &
Devour this lifes vastness with such
Absence

Turn yourself inside & out a million
More if you have to but know
You are the universe
With such wholeness & absence
You are more then you think &
Only yours
Don’t think about it too much
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