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Literature
if i could invent words
i would like to create a word
for what one feels
when they realize:
if we were birds, the only cage
we would be in
are the ones
we create ourselves. how many times
have our wings
been clipped
by our own hands
alone. christ, i'm sorry.
dear past self:
i apologize
for trying to define you;
for definition
is the metaphorical cage
to change. the only limit
the sky has
is how far
we can see.
Literature
I Keep Hiting the same Red Lights
light-blue stars, in a green-colored grass
christmas is coming late
floors that reflect the ceilings
ceilings that reflect the infinite
holding hands, gripped in to the wall
running through the halls
it's a still image
while mine is stopping,
I felt my soul leave
to set a beach net
between two pillars of a comercial building
for she to rest
until i decide to live again
until i decide to ramble my roots
in the cement ground
like a miracolous tree that burns out of the disks
scamble tightly along the digitalized sky,
colours vivid
voices like the mermaids that breath toxic seas
and at the top stand the mannequins,
showing their transexual freed
Literature
Believe in a Thing Called Love
Finding someone who you truly love is finding the hidden parts of your own entity while they help you extract it from
the depths of your own self-doubt.
The thought of wonders of another soul that matched your beating hearts’ pulses seemed so far-fetched that you reminded yourself every chance you got that love was for other people, and that you would never find it.
That you were beyond the care of a single person in this world.
Because you believed that the real grandiose being that is yourself was too dull and too different for love to ever find it’s way into your narrow path of self-loathing.
People would tell you all the ti
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Soo sweet <3