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it's not always crucial.
G
23.1.16 21:50

When the clock strikes 'G' - for guilt, the crime of dispassion leaves an unpleasant aftertaste akin to expired milk. The glass spilled while the antagonist writhed in disgust. Playing out in the reflection of the white liquid was the home being uprooted under a tumultous storm.



Ruminate on this
12.10.15 20:56

"Ever wondered why they seek you for resources, yet they don't share with you theirs'"?

"...afraid of". "...to exploit...". ..."want to outperform..". And so on.

Motives and consequences. Aren't we all ultimately out for ourselves.

Learning is fun, nonetheless.

10.10.15 09:21

Holding a wish in my palm to live anew.

Snip, torch, puff
6.10.15 18:22

Snip, torch, puff...
On the wooden bench
Oh, it was quite a craft
Spicy, cocoa and roasted coffee beans

Snip, torch, puff...
Under the moon
Absence of a laugh
Pepper, floral, creamy, and leather

Whiff, snip, torch, puff...
She was sixteen and single
Gave my prying a little wriggle
The other
Draped with dark, golden brown
Spice, creamy, cinnamon, and buttered caramel




2.6.15 23:55

The unwashed interact in a vacuum where everything seems okay.

Day to day, we wrap ourselves in a digital bubble; garnering likes and sharing our first world troubles.

When we choose not to look at another eye to eye, how do we expect to raise our head to the real sky.

The vastness of our world past
28.5.14 13:14



We explored the enigmas that surrounded our senses. I was the one who's always submerged in those mysteries trying to pry more out of the grit while you dragged me from one pebble to another. Recounting those adventures induces a certain sense of warmth however much your insensate hands were, in memory, as they laid in my clasp.

Initially a glowing ember, the sight of your peaceful expression burnt my eyes - metaphorically. Both of us had our own issues, and we spurred each other on to confront them.There were slips and falls as well as triumphs that we celebrated. If ramen was my celebratory meal, then a bottle of Honey Lemon Tea would be our champagne. You were never a good drinker of anything alcoholic....

Words linger when you're not here. I won't be able to purchase a bottle of our 'grog' now, so allow me to offer a toast 2 months later.

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