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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I wonder if someone sees me as I am
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I thought I missed the Eastern home but it reminds me why I ran to the Western sands. Only to found out, that I don't belong to any.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I hope someday they knew, they don't deserve any kindness you showed them. You could have just walked away but the world is meant to be uncomfortable. Linger for a while, sucks all their glory then leave. Leave unapologetically.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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Every freckles and moles on her skin is like mapped stars in the sky
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I wonder if we are looking at the same stars as the people before us.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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To be seen and called as average, normal, ordinary, common and conventional to me is truly a mockery. I don’t settle for sameness. I would rather be known for strangeness, otherworldly, inexplicable, awkward, bewildering, appalling and the fact that those qualities threaten you to the point of madness is truly a compliment that even I can’t comprehend.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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All things beautiful hidden in snow globes. Caught up in its falling flakes and act pretty because it’s a show. Break the glass, you lose all it’s glow
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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They thought sharing is caring while we were half dead on the floor and your camera still flashing.
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He was made from all things glow.Bursting stardust from all his bones. He is ecstatic. Painfully ecstatic.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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Maybe it was never her that destroyed him. Maybe it was love. Maybe the heart was a cancer he can’t never remove. Maybe love was the side effect.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I was the Jester for an old dying King, In a masquerade ball I heard them sing, “Behold the glasses of silver and gold, For all the wines that they shall hold, May all the kingdoms and thrones that long you sought, Be mine, I wished to whom you will bestowed.” Said the old king to his wives and sons, “You musn’t let the gold and silver blind your eyes, For regret shall come before you die, When your sons and wives pray for your pass, And took the crown which once was mine ” So he cursed his family and be left alone, on his death bed he lies and called upon, his friends and foes but all long gone, to hail the new King on the throne
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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My head gets me confused I, myself was deceived by the beauty of dreams. I had it when turning pages when words flowed down rivers of tales I wish was real. Have I gone mad? Seeing flowers on trees that died from greed. Have I really walked into an abyss of my own reflection on the glasses. Or was I just standing there, hoping something would happen? An adventure perhaps in this lunatic world. One hopes to be sane in places offered by inks on papers.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I felt so broken without knowing what broke me on the inside.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I spread all the puzzle pieces on the floor, You still don’t fit. Come down  from the moon and smell the roses across the street from your house Where your neighbour keep birds in cage white as sheet. They stare at the sky and wonder what it is like to fly in July’s heat.
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hummgbrd · 4 years
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I want to travel the world backwards in the morning so I can watch the sun rises the same day over and over again.
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