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thrtn13 · 2 years
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Position yourself at an angle and view things' cross-section
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Thinking about you today
It didn't matter much to me,
But then again it wasn't anything
Thinking about things
It was alright
It was at the beginning of the day when, the thought occurred about how we would act when confronted again.
My guard is off, reflexes are old, and the ambiguity of feelings drowns my breath.
There was nothing to say and as we passed one another the stress of each other's presence forced us to reach out and strike each other.
Your older
Give me your hand and tell me what I dropped.
Handing me a gesture changes nothing, this was calculated.
You're different
Fighting you would do nothing, this day has been predestined to be only what it is.
So whom are we what do we do
Share the burden of truth
Destroy yourself along my side
reGaining all my will we face each other again
Honor is my courage
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Wanted
There were less words to be said today and somehow we made it through the awkward moments of speechless silence.
And then
Two years ago seems like yesterday-
We didn't laugh at the past, we found the present funny though.
Nothing changed,
The beauty was no one would know what would make a difference.
Like a meal for a person that's full.
We weren't hungry.
Agony of desire
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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The road to the end is made of triangles what's the degree of your angels?
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Look at things differently-
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Shift Change
This place doesn't seem the same anymore,
It's quite not the same-
now that you're here.
It Seems unfamiliar and the air is... uncomfortable to breath because it taste feels, smells remarkably like a place I left once before.
Not a trigger nor gravity, that's unbearable, rather a bubble of reality within an abstract museum of humanity.
Seeing our faces seems like there's a bit of you in me and me in you- but, change is far from a-grasp
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Functionality in Patterns
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Looking up with friends
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Valley of Knowing
Searching, getting lost and then finding the road again-
This was the journey, waiting behind the scene there was this opportunity,
Yesterday seems far away today-
Running with an exhaustion far away and a warm feeling that escapes into euphoria,
This is when chance comes to be-
The thought,
About that thought,
About long ago-
no one will know me
no one knew him,
and those who had, still knew not of him- time went on not knowing.
This changed nothing-
knowing knows nothing of not knowing
But knowing changed nothing-
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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7sevenand 7
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Dislike Poem
These words bleeding out of my thoughts
Start decomposing in the beauty of fermentation
There's a dumpster halfway filled inside me-
Looking inside the trash isn't that bad and there's a balloon floating inside this dive spot
The first time the thought crosses your feelings, there is no tomorrow
This road leads only to one place and the fastest man alive couldn't stave it off
With the end but a mere journey that has no never
It was the beginning of forever
Seeing your eyes change it all
I don't know you and it's yesterday
Today never came
Tomorrow is forever
This is the itch that lasts only as long as the smell hanging in the air
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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If you don't look back at land you won't find your way back to shore.
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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For all those who are there are those who are not.
LL.
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Even with company you're still alone-
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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ReCap
In the end it's funny how things turn out-
Of perspective is a matter of opinion a detail of nature, and many other differences.
This was the life that would never be more than just at this time,
Instead of paying attention to the narrative the in between part had started to stretch out.
Presently all the highs were gone, the missing beat was a memory,
Healing from the material of reality is a gift few posses
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thrtn13 · 4 years
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Follow your fears
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