May 24, 2013
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May 11, 2013
I feel like I’m in a perpetual work cycle, on fast forward.
Time feels like its moving so fast, and its never going to stop.
Or at least slow the fuck down. Give me a break time lords!
May 10, 2013
May 7, 2013
it is at moments after i have dreamed
of the rare entertainment of your eyes,
when(being fool to fancy)i have deemed
with your peculiar mouth my heart made wise;
at moments when the glassy darkness holds
the genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always)and silence moulds
such strangeness as was mine a little while;
moments when my once more illustrious arms
are filled with fascination, when my breast
wears the intolerant brightness of your charms:
one pierced moment whiter than the rest
—turning from the tremendous lie of sleep
i watch the roses of the day grow deep.
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