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magic trick

she acted like the ocean hiding all her light just to blind me with the sun

harmony

my dad touched the piano and the world stopped it said "okay, i think i'll start spinning again"

Books I Wrote To Read Back To Myself

I Tell Myself  I Am God But I Know What I Really Am I Die Everyday From Laughter Thinking About What I Did Yesterday And Thinking About What I’ll Do Today Because It’s All The Same It’s All  The Same And Nobody Can Tell Me Otherwise Because I See It And I...

You’re Imagining Things

light short clouds like mist  you may look but please don’t touch weather who just so happened  to hire his own  weatherman stories about clubs reminding me of nothing asking for a friend  who never spoke...

Please Do Not Advertise In My Bedroom

tick, tick, tick tick, tick, tick tick, tick, tick,  tick, tick,  tick tick, tick tick tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick ON, SALE NOW an alarm you’ll never try to silence buy one, and  well this is all you’ll ever...

What Most People Don’t Realize

what most people don’t realize is… if specific people begin their sentence with specific phrases you should probably run away what most people don’t realize is there's no certificate to give someone advice what most people don’t realize is it’s okay and it always has...

Two Truths and a Lie

you ready? …… am i….i mean, i’m one who asked to play so i would hope that--- sorry…okay me first i always loved the color red, but recently I’ve started to question whether it’s still my favorite color i hate planes, not because i hate planes but I just really like...

Can I Be Honest?

can i be honest? i’d rather live inside a world that didn’t have you in it  can i be honest again? i don't want to die can i be honest?  i didn’t say again that time because i was running out of ink can i be honest? that was a lie can i ask you something? if...

This Little Life of Mine

until the evening rests my eyes and these roots lay dull and dry tightly will i hold,  onto this little  life of mine under all the stars i’ve seen still there sits just one of me if only rivers turned to seas then i would never  have to leave aside skies of...

swarm

two wings  that were born broken but love his mom still spoke to him a dad who was still torn about what it all was for still led him through the door still brought him to his swarm two wings that were born torn said he couldn’t ask for more said he couldn’t wait...

Butch

tense want to run want to hide goosebumps hero, rising from ashes your hero crying knowing this is all he wants knowing the problems are self-made time, ticking  forward ruthlessly like a bully with no one watching if time was a baby its name would be Butch ...

Challenger

I feel really good.  But something deep down won't stop talking to me. Like a broken toy that just won’t shut up.  You know more about myself than I do. You know there is something I am shielding myself from. Something I run from.  Like a sunscreen I...

Canyon Melody

there sits a boy a boy sits a cliff looks down the sort of down where small stones hit yolked rays pierce skin in time they turn to blisters rocks collecting cries so distant they turn to whispers leaves go mad but not at each other silence so loud the air plays...

magic trick

she acted like the ocean hiding all her light just to blind me with the sun

harmony

my dad touched the piano and the world stopped it said "okay, i think i'll start spinning again"

Books I Wrote To Read Back To Myself

I Tell Myself  I Am God But I Know What I Really Am I Die Everyday From Laughter Thinking About What I Did Yesterday And Thinking About What I’ll Do Today Because It’s All The Same It’s All  The Same And Nobody Can Tell Me Otherwise Because I See It And I...

You’re Imagining Things

light short clouds like mist  you may look but please don’t touch weather who just so happened  to hire his own  weatherman stories about clubs reminding me of nothing asking for a friend  who never spoke...

Please Do Not Advertise In My Bedroom

tick, tick, tick tick, tick, tick tick, tick, tick,  tick, tick,  tick tick, tick tick tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick ON, SALE NOW an alarm you’ll never try to silence buy one, and  well this is all you’ll ever...

What Most People Don’t Realize

what most people don’t realize is… if specific people begin their sentence with specific phrases you should probably run away what most people don’t realize is there's no certificate to give someone advice what most people don’t realize is it’s okay and it always has...

Two Truths and a Lie

you ready? …… am i….i mean, i’m one who asked to play so i would hope that--- sorry…okay me first i always loved the color red, but recently I’ve started to question whether it’s still my favorite color i hate planes, not because i hate planes but I just really like...

Can I Be Honest?

can i be honest? i’d rather live inside a world that didn’t have you in it  can i be honest again? i don't want to die can i be honest?  i didn’t say again that time because i was running out of ink can i be honest? that was a lie can i ask you something? if...

This Little Life of Mine

until the evening rests my eyes and these roots lay dull and dry tightly will i hold,  onto this little  life of mine under all the stars i’ve seen still there sits just one of me if only rivers turned to seas then i would never  have to leave aside skies of...

swarm

two wings  that were born broken but love his mom still spoke to him a dad who was still torn about what it all was for still led him through the door still brought him to his swarm two wings that were born torn said he couldn’t ask for more said he couldn’t wait...

Butch

tense want to run want to hide goosebumps hero, rising from ashes your hero crying knowing this is all he wants knowing the problems are self-made time, ticking  forward ruthlessly like a bully with no one watching if time was a baby its name would be Butch ...

Challenger

I feel really good.  But something deep down won't stop talking to me. Like a broken toy that just won’t shut up.  You know more about myself than I do. You know there is something I am shielding myself from. Something I run from.  Like a sunscreen I...

Canyon Melody

there sits a boy a boy sits a cliff looks down the sort of down where small stones hit yolked rays pierce skin in time they turn to blisters rocks collecting cries so distant they turn to whispers leaves go mad but not at each other silence so loud the air plays...