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Collecting Stardust for Dreams
Stars were never something I liked until I left and you stayed and whatever strings connecting us stretched to their limits: taunt with the barest of tears appearing here and there.
Time differences were strange things that did anything but mend the gaps in something that was already strained. Because of this, and the fact that, despite everything, we still had to continue on with our lives, it would be night when we talked- moon high above my head while the sun glinted over your’s. Phone cradled against my ear while words of missing and longing were whispered into the ethereal calm of the night, I would stand in a field behind the loo
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March of Time
March of Time
Time marches to its own sound.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
In a fraction of a second everything you know and love can be gone.
Life ends and life begins but time pays no mind.
It just keeps marching to its own beat.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
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coming home
moments no longer
hang
delicately suspended
waiting
instead
deliriously happy
racing the storm
running down a street
thunder and sheets of rain
all around
wind curves around
pushes forcefully forward
leap
storm raging
pulls
up
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2- Love
2- Love
I'm done with this one guys (: I'll go back through periodically to change them, but with the thing itself, I'm done (:
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