This is pure symbolism.Imagine yourself, nose to a window, feet on the ground Beside a side of a white house with it’s outer walls all scallops and dirty blurs in your periphery.This is pure symbolism.
Your fingertips reside on the inside of that smudgy glass plane, it’s warm, but it’s dark. Squint your eyes now and I think you’ll see a pinprick, a hole in the blackness. Yes, and it stretches for you, pulls itself apart for you- wider and wider so you can see me. I’m naked, and alone. Your external air will touch me, push me, and impale me. But I won’t shiver, I won’t move and I won’
i used toI used to write poetry for youi used to
In those mornings
Where you made me believe
That you loved me
The curious curve in your stare
I thought
Was wondering about me
Tracing moments over my skin
Like you had many times before
Because to me there was no one else
To fill up those fleeting seconds
That fell slick between
Our finger tips
Like the sweat
From the hours before
But I was wrong
I’ve been here
many times before
Deviant heart II
Asking questions with her little frown.
Amused
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if you can use a broom and shovel you will always have a job
my new life philosiphy
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if you can use a broom and shovel you will always have a job
my new life philosiphy
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if you can use a broom and shovel you will always have a job
my new life philosiphy
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Peace be with you.
And I couldn't stop laughing.
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To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-Mary Oliver
ॐ
it's like that aerosmith song...
big 10 inch... record.
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Peace be with you.
This one is totally Doug
--
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
-Mary Oliver
ॐ
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