Tag: writing

Alive

A heavy weight against the heart
can only slow the beating.
It does not stop, merely pulsing.
Weak, but alive.

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Blame

Day brought the shadows when it shone too bright,
created the darkness to dance with the light.

Blame the sun for burning,
fire on your skin.
and watch as the clouds abandon the sky.

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Crumbled Dust

You see me, you see right through,
past the flesh and into the heart.
Awaking from a dream just to stumble across the broken concrete of buildings,
you wish to be dreaming again, it’s better.

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Abandoned

A frozen touch where she walks
amid the claws of the winter trees.
While she wanders weak and cold, she whispers to the sky,
breathing into the stars a trail of fog.
Could you ever love me?

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A Doll Speaks

Bored. That’s how he feels. He cuts his business cards into rectangles and proceeds to fold them into ninja stars. A trick he learnt from the internet on another slow day where he was just as he is now. Bored.

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