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tick. tock.
writing a letter has never been this hard. you grew up in the pages of non-fiction; believeing that nothing could be real until it was written.
tick. tock.
there is not enough time for three drafts. sometimes what is taught is not meant to be followed. one chance to get this right, no time for left turns.
tick. tock.
there are only a certain number of blocks left to finish. the cars seem to move at the speed of light. no need for "are we there yet" today.
tick. tock...
no time left, you hope you've said all you need. no words are left.
why is it so hard to say that you're coming home?
writing a letter has never been this hard. you grew up in the pages of non-fiction; believeing that nothing could be real until it was written.
tick. tock.
there is not enough time for three drafts. sometimes what is taught is not meant to be followed. one chance to get this right, no time for left turns.
tick. tock.
there are only a certain number of blocks left to finish. the cars seem to move at the speed of light. no need for "are we there yet" today.
tick. tock...
no time left, you hope you've said all you need. no words are left.
why is it so hard to say that you're coming home?
Literature
Party for one.
Three drinks deep, soft haze seeps,
corners of my vision like moonlit streets,
I don't wanna sleep in dirty sheets,
but when the laundry's done somtimes history repeats,
and I'm black and blue, persona retreats,
just another jigsaw no one completes,
and i want to love you, want to hold you,
before you want to leave.
Six drinks gone, the show goes on,
and I'm telling you again that you're the one,
call me a slut and its all just a con,
you can cut me and brand me if thats what you want,
coz I know I'll stand where once new love shone,
and hold you tomorrow with face tired and drawn,
coz I want to love you, want to hold you,
before the conclus
Literature
Gone
By the time you realize...I'll be gone
Like a ghost that never truly was
If I stand here in the darkness
Will the light shine through the haze
Or will your voice leave me lonely
As memories disappear
Even if I could fool myself...
The cracks that line my heart
This constant earthquake in my soul
Is how I'm supposed to feel
It's how the skin slowly peels off the bone
To see what honesty is hiding
Eyes so wide....closed but open
Even when I'm sleeping
I see it all...I see everything
There is no rest for me
I see it all...I see everything
My dreams are sad, broken things
Beating themselves frantically against the walls of the cage
I suppose t
Literature
A Moment
Place your hand over mine
Look me in the eye
Open my soul up and
Let it all unwind
Leave me dangling from a string
Wrapped around you, wrapped around my heart
Stretching, pulling,
Snapping
So what are you and I gonna do, my dear?
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tick, tick, tick
exactly why i hate clocks.
especially when i can hear them, drives me insane knowing that each tick is one second i'm wasting.
also, do love <3
exactly why i hate clocks.
especially when i can hear them, drives me insane knowing that each tick is one second i'm wasting.
also, do love <3