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My Black thoughts
In the weightless purity,
of your matter.
There is no name
For the God who created you…
Its as if,
A perfect flower
Bloomed into my existence
From the Hands
I was given
can give no weight,
to your Flawless
That the light
of your smile
Purifies my darkness.
Is not religion,
It is in your love
I put my faith.
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You are breaking. Like a fool I catch The jagged falling pieces.
Bloodied hands saving Every shard… Secretly Hoping to Put you back Together.
I re-build you From memory. Through my Words You Still exist…
To see your face Just, One more time… Is the reason I sit here destroying blank pages.
Desperately To Reassemble your living, puzzle pieces.
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Ignite With the Taste of fire… Warm tongues Writhing In the heat Of smoke laced kisses.
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I saw the future…
It was raining blood
My feet are still wet.
I retrace red foot prints
Back to the wall
I stepped out from.
Purple skies burn
While fiery fingers
Fucked the clouds
Through the atmosphere.
The heavy air sits
Like metal in my lungs.
Custom made fish bowls
Placing bets on my
There is nothing green…
is a stranger
In stainless steel,
On the remnants of humanity.
Pretend to be
As the new skyline hums
I saw the future…
We were not there.
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Sealed within welded lips. Weaponized hate, Launched from glass houses. Fools at war While their world Shatters around them.
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You ask me to look at you
But… All I feel are your hands, electrified bright blue. My skin conducting the attraction of your high voltage touch. Our pain intertwined… Innocence buried under crumbling Sand Castles, waiting to be exposed. You ask me to look at you But… The vultures circling this rotting love have already dined on my eyes. The truth is… I’ve never needed them, to see you.
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She called with a foreign tongue, check the phone. Right number. Butterfly wings painting my insides.
Her Death dialect spoke of good days gone. long goodbyes
Sticky like first kisses deep chocolate.
I come for her with wings aflame. Last time I was
too late, when you swallowed the pill bottles contents hoping you would sleep forever.
I was so upset… when I saw your eyes roll back, and I realized
you didn’t leave me any… so we could dream together
Not this time. Shaking hands searching for keys, before kicking the front door
Splinters airborne wooden rain
The horror of silence. the unknown so free so blank.
My chest exhaling locomotive puffs of fear.
Bathroom door knocking, screaming, breaking.
Red water. My heart knocking, screaming, breaking.
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The wind Carries us.
In invisible hands.
Chaotic time space.
arrogantly against the currents
our souls whispering
Stay with me…
we defy death
In open air…
As the sky exhales silken backdrops.
Our passion born,
within the shapeless wombs of black dreams.
We navigate turbulent mind states
Fighting to stay afloat.
Through our faith in eachother
we remain buoyant.
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I have watched seasons change
In your eyes. They glint like honey coated jewels, within the ever changing hues. I see you inside my smile. Living medicine, my remedy in human form. My attention is yours. I know you. Yet… I discover new ways to, adore you. You have faced my demons head on. So brave… When all I feel is broken, you resurrect my will. Cloaked in my darkness Unafraid you take the hand of a Monster… For your fearlessness I love you.
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Grey skies fall against jubilant sunsets.
Your face fading in its dying light. Only because I remember The old you. This updated version wears a strangers mask. Your new skin flecked in shifting chromaticity. You change before my eyes. You adorn beautiful camouflage, hiding in plain sight. Under my radar you slip away. Tucked cleverly out of view, Only because I remember The old you.