PSO J318.5-22

PSO J318.5-22 Perambulated platforms alone, music blaring on full, the weight of the world crushed my soul. Didn’t know I wanted to go blind then, the pain was too much to see, life and death are balanced on a needle, and I’m always on the verge. To not see what I have seen, to be …

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·MARY HELEN·

They broke my fingers and they broke my bones. I am a ghost gasping through the exuberance of life. They haven’t seen horror like I have. The horror that neither moves you nor breaks you, but with one iron palm muffles you. The memories are not within me. They climb up on the walls like …

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SINGING MAXIMS

Drawn to all things destructive. Dreams are where you lose footing of reality, And stability is only found in life when nightmares come alive. I won't judge you until you reveal yourself to me. We sit around looking at others wishing we could be like them, growing in jealousy and hatred, never wondering that maybe …

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THE BLUE LIE

Life has changed and I wasn’t really paying attention, Why do they always try to make history? The only thing they've done is stained their lies blue. Show us one moment of your honesty, without compromise. Maybe the happy times can only remain happy if they are unremembered. You've regressed so much that your turned …

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WHAT I KNOW NOW, SHOULD’VE KNOWN THEN

WHAT I KNOW NOW, SHOULD’VE KNOWN THEN I’ve always seen the world in a pessimistic light. Well that’s what everyone would say if they asked me how I saw things. I seemed to believe that I was pessimistic, and thing is, I didn’t care because the way I was seeing the world was how it …

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THE JOURNEY OF TRUTH.

THE JOURNEY OF TRUTH.  Like an eye, the truth watches us like GOD. Once we look into its eyes, we will want to go blind. Some may spend their whole lives afraid to look, so they don't. But when the world is full of lies, the truth is only made greater. Unable to hide from …

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LEAVE MY BODY

LEAVE MY BODY Like clear water. Cutting through rocks. Paving a path. Never-ending, I continue flowing, Never-stopping, Consuming fire, Afraid of the cold, For when I freeze, I do not move, I barely breathe, but despair, holding onto a rope, called hope. Waiting for the sun, to melt me from, this icy shell. When spring …

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