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Like a Moth to a Flame

30 Thursday Apr 2015

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Some days
I feel like I’m the moth
And you’re the flame
Other days
It feels like
It’s the other way around
Why do we
Destroy each other
Why do we
Keep coming back
To be destroyed

Equilibrium

20 Monday Apr 2015

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Poetry, storms

Some nights
When a storm is raging
I walk out
Into the torrents of rain
My face to the sky
Listening to the thunder
And I inhale
Breathing in the chaos
And fold it into mine
It’s the closest I ever come
To feeling like
I’m in equilibrium
My chaos
And the world

Beauty In Pieces

18 Saturday Apr 2015

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Death, Poetry

The glass broke
Pieces shattered
Spilt across
The dirty floor
And it was beautiful
More so
Than when it was whole
And I wondered
If when I shattered
And was in the ground
Would there finally
Be something
Beautiful of me

Corrupted

18 Saturday Apr 2015

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dark, Poetry

Maybe once
Long ago
There was
    something good
Buried inside of me
But it wasn’t alone
Too long it festered
With dark things
Now poisoned
Corrupted
Anything good
Has since faded

Epilogue

15 Wednesday Apr 2015

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Find me in the end of the story
An epilogue written
On tear stained pages
Written with a shaky hand
I’m not the main character
Not even a subplot
And my role was tragic
In this story of hers
But at least I was a part
Of the story of her

Dark to Light

15 Wednesday Apr 2015

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

Sometimes
I wonder
If she only loved me
Because my dark
Was so much darker
Than hers
That if somehow
I made her
Feel like the light
God I hope so
Because she is
Even in my darkest times
She shine a light
In my heart
Even if
She will never be
My light

Cold and Silent

11 Saturday Apr 2015

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dark, Poetry

Some night
Long from now
The last star
Will have lost it’s light

The universe will
Forever more
Be dark
Cold and silent

And none of this
Will have mattered
And somehow
I find peace in that

Let Me Decay

07 Tuesday Apr 2015

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dark, Poetry

You look for that thing
That thing that might save you
Reaching your hand out grasping
But you realize that saving you
Will destroy that thing

So I take my hand back
Saving her by letting myself decay
I refuse to contaminate her
Even if she’s the only thing
That might save my soul

The Smile Slips

06 Monday Apr 2015

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Anger, Poetry

Slowly
The smile slips
And the mask falls
That darker thing
Inside has awoken
It’s tendrils stretched
And breathed in fire
Some part of me
Is sorry
For what I’m about to do
Another though
Well
That part is ready
For the blood
About to be spilt

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