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Unrequited Love
Unrequited love is the destruction of the heart
It is walking across an endless desert occupied with faded mirages that show you beauty like never before
Constantly consumed by its wonder, constantly consumed by the despair for your love for it
She is the mirage, you are the lonley aching fool in an endless desert
You are the one slowly suffocating by the boundless intesity of what you...
Tuesday 27th September 2016 5:03 pm
From The Light Into The Dark
You stand before an empty horizon,
The silhouette of the trees running sharply across the bottom of the sky,
Eyes fixed on those soulless, black shapes in the distance.
Your gaze wonders up – slowly. The sky transforms before you
From the light into the dark.
The moon hangs – trapped in the dawn of engulfment,
The ground beneath you is dim – stretching to meet the light.
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Monday 18th April 2016 7:38 pm
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