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smallhands Aug 2014
Enter, seize the catalyst
It's a battle and a friendly conversation
Smile and you die, sword and you die
All because of the footprints she left and the echos of platonic laughter still here

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
A message in a bottle
Tossed amongst the sea
Mystery, raw intrigue, and romantic script blare
But it is always quiet near the peaks
The ocean's mountains, mermaid coves
A nestling home for the glass and parchment and cork of wood
The words are sealed within to pretend to drown in the flask's dwindling air, saying
Of the meaning of me does not one being care?

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
Miserable, reading a newspaper, sipping coffee on the villa
Cold front omens, bluejay noise
A bank robbery, an ocean tide, the smell of gingerbread
None could make him shift or smirk
Self-importance breeded in this host, with minnow letters swimming on the paper

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
It rains alot this time of year
Paranoia soaked
Was it a mistake?
Despite an interlude of an overbearing cloud mass, gallons from the atmosphere,
Accompanied by harrowing hallway whispers of wilting hopes
It's all forgiven now, justified and crossed out
Now the winter sun can penetrate us further into bliss

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
Oaths in the palm's memory
Grasping the tendrils
Circumstance swallows exceptions whole
Hand trembles, eye conveys
A simple beacon, resting in your womb
Speak, the law and rule must be defied
Let the promise fade as you breathe

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
"Love is the everchanging spectrum of a lie"
It's a house, it's a façade
Turn up the volume to its maximum
Trees whisper clichés to me
It's a November sort of sorrow
Between a birthday and an anniversary of falling
(Temperature plummets as wishes suffocate)

-cj
smallhands Aug 2014
Why is she in the picture?
Futile reassurances, as my mind still aches
Throat theatrics, doors open the cage when bells dingdingding
Bitter halves spill down my core
Swallowing pride tastes like acid
It's all I had to defend myself, a weapon to put in front of my heart
(Fear unadorned with sweetness, just sharp stiffness)

-cj
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