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Guitar pick on string
Tuneless chords whispering
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Fire Fire
grains of sand
in a glass of
timeless endings,kisses I felt
through the years of
pandemonium tension,skinny jeans
through and through
passionless tapdance,the fire’s dying embers
a reminder of the
truth
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13 reasons why
you did not ask why / I tell you anyway / it was cowardice perhaps / fear driven stumbles through the mists of vanity / you show yourself always / inside and out / I hide and never like / your external images / forgiveness is optional / I care neither way / your beauty persists / my certainty prevail
Tumblr is infinite
There are so many voices / voices yet to be heard / will one lifetime be enough / will my lifetime be heard
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“I don’t fall in love your words, I fall in love with the way you put them together”
– me,
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darkness falls
rotten to the core of man / worms nibbling away at corpses / the hungry and the frozen stiff / hope as the ultimate saviour / mankind is a fragile species / I am no longer / participating
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in graves / dug by hand / I stand / mortality’s fleeting end / a mist of death / hovers / I close my eyes / sinking fast
a.g.a.i.n (prequel #1)
my heart is beating faster than normal
I am staring into the screen, scrolling up and down a
document; a specification of some kind,
click-click – a paragraph highlighted
click – highlight gone
click-click; click
scroll up – scroll down
my heart is beating faster
click
I cannot show it affecting me
click
scroll
click-click
scroll
It must have been about an hour later I realised I could no longer breath…
I have to go now – flight mode on
I stood up, turned left and walked out the office. I did not shed any tears but only because I filled my head with the mantra “there is a bottle of red waiting”, that kept me going. I cannot recall how I got home but I suspect the usual route was taken. The decision of what to do next was fast approaching.
Update: I stayed home for three days but did eventually return to the place of work. The situation got resolved and I stayed on for another four months before fell ill, and I am still in recovery.
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End of Days
then came the end of days / my end of days / the start of my fall from grace / “I do not love you anymore” the final statement / I said nothing, knowing full well the signs were showing / very well then, so be it / I just wished you could have said / “I love you”, just once / before you pushed me / ever so gently towards the edge / my fall from grace commencing