you can turn my world around
pastel colours contrast on end
my personal favour
my personal saviour
can i find the words
to say a million things
the fate of the world 
resting in your hands
a solem oasis 
and borrowed words 
mark this day that it'll end soon
over soon
"some things don't need to be said" oct05


wot do you see?
in front of you, to the left?
smile a stare 
straight in the face
and be at peace
starlight knuckles kissing
nobody 
pitch black screaming. and diving.
feel the air around
in the air
"i don't know why" oct06


nothing 
hurts
maybe more perhaps less
swift beneath the sheath
shattered shards of cool light
a glimmer
no more, no less
to draw water from a vortex
it hurts my eyes
to gaze, everlastingly unto the great beyond
sweet temptation!
"groundless" oct26



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