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#physics
Whereupon the words oft spoken Love, torment, grief. Tis better, it has been said, To be tormented instead By an endless winter of grief
It’s been a minute since I’ve wri… Afield of flowers Blooming in the folds of places Spaces between my thoughts, my ear… In tears I saw her veil piercing…
Violets are magenta Horses and placenta. Roses are definitely not magenta. Anarchy. ~C
Springing down, upon and forth to… There is no other to say where and… To begin, confused and saying his… His destruction’s begun without th… This word’s manifest his disconten…
The tides are turning, I’ve found… Ran round my brain to clear the mu… Opportunity lost but never sounded Like I would ever imagine. Alliteration has crossed my mind
LadyJade would never fade into th… She might pout, she might cry But the provocateur will never die… Laced into her satin dreams Are tattered holes in tattered sea…
The street is familiar The lanes are not. I’ve fallen in again And am now distraught. I couldn’t see what needed to be s…
The journey of life continues down… Sometimes smooth, sometimes rough,… I have traveled down the road for… It is apparent that the road I am… Not a wall, but a fence which I c…
A beauty’s flame the candle bears; In his mind the seasons tear; Displaced amongst some memories; Replace in time by sensory Overload
Somewhere in a cornered mind I came through the other side Just as fine but not without wear Down to my bones of a yesteryear. Enthralled at captured memories
Can you feel the breeze around the… Shuffling leaves and plagues and n… Across a dreamscape so quiet and s… Maybe I should warn her Danger lurks in places we stare
I started a rhyme Then a thought chimed in And another And another So I thought about my thought
Paint: It goes where it isn’t supposed to Much like the way your stares Found their way through This zoo of emotion
I’m late. For a very important da… But I’ve lost my hat My cat My way I’d stay but I simply can’t.
I told him it would be epic So to this standard I must now ho… My language hasn’t been quite sept… And there’s much of a tale to be t… And so I pour out to you, friends