i choose not to shoot- to wait; but everything everything is telling me to let rounds fly;
Tag: Loss
tie me down
i knew it the moment i saw you i couldn't look away scornful eyes peered down i didn't care. the way you bounced in the summer night i caved in your eyes i'm glad they never returned i wouldn't have let you go
trauma stop
she was a needle beetle crawling on all fours ice in her veins of what remains. red puff explodes from her eyes circled her like a vulture claim to be of culture nothing but guilty spies.
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she used to say the number twelve smelled like pine outside~ one chirstmas morning 12pm i knew what she meant ~ it's twelve days till your birthday i remember that night; tragic vandal we'll light a pine scented candle in your memory
scream & yell
i remember you differently a quiet one, now you yell from the highest mountain top whatever happened i'm happy i love your voice
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set fire to everything that isn't for you
once
i haven't seen your eyes shine the way the did tonight; i captured every second with my two lenses before the night ended
forgotten
i don't remember yesterday, the way i did yesterday
day dreaming
it's demon time breathing fire above a bar on a wednesday morning
i
i think i loved you now i think i wanted to remember you
Saint's Muse 