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11.14.18 // musingonthemoon

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when the night sky opens up and

swallows you whole,

I’ll be there waiting for you.

08.30.18 // musingonthemoon

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You with the lungs of tar and black death seeping from your lips

Are you a demon?

Or merely another victim?

Come closer, and I still may never know.

08.30.18 // musingonthemoon

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this is the revolution

let freedom come and burn me

let love come and kill me

this is the life you wanted.

09.06.18 // musingonthemoon

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I'm losing myself tonight

Viewing the world through a fisheye lens

The stars are shining so bright

But I wouldn't know.

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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Take refuge under the weary tree

Feel the kiss of the stormy breeze

Let this cloud engulf you

You're not alone

No matter what you do.

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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Dance with me tonight

Let me lose myself in your eyes

You, my nameless lover

I'll give you my all

So that I have none of me left.

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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I started all the wars

I started all the wars

This fire burning bright

Will consume me.

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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Yet maybe,

one of the most

painful feelings,

is to be

forgotten

by someone

who once

knew you.

Someone

who still

means

everything

to you.

Was It Easy? // ma.c.a

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“people write letters to the moon because she understands, because she changes, because she has a dark side.”

— j.d

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everyone is here

The sun kisses my knees

The birds sing

But they fall on deaf ears

My fingers tingle with warmth

That was lost

Everyone is here

But no one is staying

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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Sometimes loving yourself

Comes only after destroying yourself.

Take apart the old you

The one who gave you these scars

The one who received these scars

The one who filled your lungs with black

And stained the sheets with your tears.

Kiss yourself goodbye

Mourn yourself

Break yourself

Someday, you will be whole.

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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“darkness at dawn”

— we are the darkness at dawn no one understands us no one wants us it is only the heartbroken ones that appreciate us we have been everyone’s more but we are less the unwanted, the hated, the dark ones in the brightest lights

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The kiss of the breeze on your brow

The taste of tar on your dry lips

A single drop of rain startles you

Is this what it means to be living?

08.13.18 // musingonthemoon

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The moon sighs into the night sky

And so do I.

07.28.18 // musingonthemoon

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“sometimes nostalgia spins its webs around you and you feel like dying because it is choking you, preventing from breathing. you’ve lived such a good life once or that’s what they say that the present and the future seem to suck and that sucks you in a black hole of worrying and an unavoidable abyss but no one can see this because how can you feel something you’ve never lived? how can something that isn’t even here kill you so much that you see no future?”

— justscribbledwords

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demon

You try your hardest to chase away your demons.

But what if you were the demon all along?

07.28.18 // musingonthemoon