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 Nov 2015 irsorai
Adam Mott
Like a dream was too present
Flavour that is evanescent
Visions of fall in high school
When I was young
Still such the fool

Had a car for awhile
Music was the passenger
Vocal cords the crew
Everything so loud and vibrant
Felt so ******* alive

Angry now
Confused with the state of affairs
Not that it matters
Only the protagonist of the story cares
But who is to say that is I or you?

**** the monomyth
Tried and true
**** the songs sang with you
No rhyme nor reason to cue such a choice
No red or blue to discern karma
Only the cold hard embrace of modern morality
**** your tags
 Nov 2015 irsorai
Ash M J
Humankind
 Nov 2015 irsorai
Ash M J
It is in the nature of humankind that there will be those who do not fit in.  When those humans appear, many things happen. It is in the nature of the others to not understand those humans.
That witch humans do not understand is vulnerable to hurt.
They don’t understand so they left their own kind behind.
There lives a human being who seems to disappear. They don’t show their true face because they fear falling behind. Slowly they show themself and slowly they fall behind.
In the end they are content, even trying to, fall behind.
They live on.
 Nov 2015 irsorai
Jenny
Shadows
 Nov 2015 irsorai
Jenny
The candlelight flings funny shapeless shadows on the wall
And when I put the candle out the queer moon shadows fall
The sun casts shadows on the lawn when there are trees around
Like strips of blackness painted on the green and shiny ground...
And in the country when a cloud obscures the blazing sun-across the golden fields of corn the dancing shadows run
And so it seems in daily life the shadows come and go
We cannot have the light with out the shadow,this we know.
And so when cares depress you and you cannot see a gleam
Remember shadows are not quite as dark as they may seem.
 Nov 2015 irsorai
mrmonst3r
Untitled
 Nov 2015 irsorai
mrmonst3r
The promise
of emptiness
Is no reward for
the miles you
Walked
on daggers.
 Nov 2015 irsorai
Georgina Gavan
You told you me you didn't know
how you got this ******* up.
I laughed and said
"It's okay,  I'm a little *******
up as well."

We talked underneath
the twinkling stars.
As you played the radio,
you reached for my hand.
"May I?"

So we danced and danced,
all throughout the night.
Not caring about the time,
not caring about the bugs
that might bite.

You drew me closer,
and you kissed me!
Suddenly, I felt like
I was being thrown out of this planet.

With the taste of your lips—
only have I ever felt,
the entire universe inside me.
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