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119 · May 2017
Liberation
void May 2017
I'm at a loss for words but
I shall speak,

among the silent chaos that I so effortlessly spread
of all the ambitions that I keep thinking of,
I'm sitting quietly as it bleeds
and smiling at the pace of my slow death

The sky is calling me but I am collapsing into the hardness beneath
my body's toes.
110 · Jul 2017
The need for grace
void Jul 2017
Am I elegant enough to contain the bliss that you so inject into me

certainly

who do you like more?
the one who questions
or the one who so effortlessly puts the questioner to sleep
satisfies him until
he smiles dreamily
with just a hint of doubt, latent
silenced

— The End —