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Oscillations, aftershocksI. My head weighs ten pounds. Somehow your body weighs less.Oscillations, aftershocks
II. It was too easy to rattle your bones. I would play simple melodies on your ribcage but you could touch so much more with nimble fingers licking piano keys catching the cadence of forgotten rhythms in your sleep. They said you never made a sound.
III. I never understood harmonics. They slip away softly in the night like stolen teeth and memories of you.
IV. In my dreams you're always screaming. Does that sickle smile mean you're happy now?
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~Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter.
I'm afraid mine isn't terribly impressive, I'm more a lurker than an artist
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Why does it take an Eternity to realize we don't have one. -Speaking to Darkness. My book of Poetry (in progress)
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Why does it take an Eternity to realize we don't have one. -Speaking to Darkness. My book of Poetry (in progress)
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Photograph: a picture painted by the sun without instruction in art.
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