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String Me Along
String me along with the kites that you fly,
Threaded between the clouds and the starlight.
You'll never believe the view from up here.
Covering lies.
Developing lives.
Friday 14th October 2016 6:02 am
Old Abandoned House
I caught you peeking through the window,
Of this old abandoned house,
Finely crafted from the dreams I left behind.
I stopped you dead in your tracks,
The tracks I once wandered when I discovered this realm.
How did you find me through this smoke?
It was much to blinding for me.
You took my hand and walked away,
Only pulling half of me with you.
If just for a moment...
Friday 14th October 2016 6:00 am
Germantown
My greatest decision was to give my heart to nobody, but it resulted in an amazing loneliness. I created a safe haven. A comfortable place in my head, where words couldn't reach and prying eyes could never see. But with the gain of comfort, there came a sudden, unexpected loss of understanding.
I began to look for answers in places I had never dreamed existed, places that only exist in t...
Friday 14th October 2016 5:57 am
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