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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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Yeah I think it helps you get a 'taste' of the book.
is it normal to bite a book
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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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In this blowning wind
I'm like the smoke that floats.
If I'm anything
I'm what's within the boundaries of my mind.
If there's any heaven
It's between me and my window.
Eyes they beg to dim
They long to be closed
I'd be long gone now
If I hadn't kept them open:with hope.
Sleep tight
wrap the wet rag to death,
If pain and love can conexist ,
So should
Life and death.
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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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A small poem. The words wrap around certain elements of the painting. Although I hadn't used painting as a prompt in the first place. Also, I thought of twisting the painting a bit.
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Who are you?
The end of a line
Or
The end of time.
Moonlight in my starry night
Or
My peace of mind's demise?
How far away from the truth do you sway
You stand so close yet feel so far away.
You speak so loud but I hear you soft
Like the water gushing down in massive drops.
You're the air I breathe,
Sometimes like a blade that slits.
You put a bullet through my head
And carry me to my bed.
I wish I could place my head on you
While you sing me songs of solitude.
You fill me up and unburden me
See me past this roaring sea.
I wish I were you And you were me
Maybe then we could do things differently.
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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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My thoughts written in a poem. Reblog your thoughts about this quote.
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The trouble with being born - E.M Cioran.
As I lie on my bed 
Something makes me want to cry. 
I press my pillow against my face, 
Afraid of disturbing  someone else.  
The skin between my eyebrows fold
I've felt this a thousand times before,
As I lie still and let the pain unfold. 
My friend: my imaginary pain 
It makes me cry, 
But I I love him anyway. 
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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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Just a small poem.
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No one feels like you.
Because No one's you.
No matter how hard I try replace you
I end up just at thought of you.
In the space
Between you and me
My words find a place
To fit in, to mean something.
I can try, try harder :But I'll fail,
you are in all of my thoughts
No matter how brief
I can't escape you nor the cage of my own deciet.
It don't matter if this makes sense
Because I'll always find sense in
Me and you
Because no one's like you.
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