birdsongI'm not ashamed to walk today my legs are fulfilled either way, theres nothing I'm letting down.birdsong
I fall as quiet rain
pushed and torn by ancient wind, birth means nothing to the storm.
There is no alone, I will always take form. There is no alone, I breathe the last words of the dead and gone.
I choose nothing I do today, I wake by the force of the fading moon.
A voice resonates on air: For the purpose of life you're already dead.
Plastic soldiers emote with plastic arms, whether there's fingers bending the limbs won't
Ram SpeechI have heard the hatred in your voices, and seen it in your eyes. But I will not join you in that emotion. The only hate directed at children is from children. And I assure you they are children. I assure you every decision they make is made by another, every word they throw at you, every quote of our late father, is pushed out by the choking thick breath of fear. They are the sheep and they cannot tell the wolf from the hound. There will be no salvation in the eternal glow of heaven, only an extension of their numbness, they will rot and sour. They are indeed the sheep, led into a pasture that will never stop growing, and they will graze untRam Speech
pitter patterthese are moments we can't express not by action nor by word these are weapons we can't suppress and they leap to targets and they do their jobspitter patter
no, no i wont be here no, no i wont be speaking just to be heard. these blank walls and clean slates dont match the carpet
bridal?this ballast throw out of place by our will to tumble reach proudly into the body of chaos and tear ourselves out the heart let these arms prove once and for all that nothing will be withheld let these legs prove once and for all that there is nowhere left for us to run and forsake and we claimed we had been forsaken and regret the word and actions of our childhood we are adults now even denying the past cannot deny that we are fools now even reading into things cannot change thatbridal?
and turn your eyes to the sun and turn your face to the groun
Today I will write.
Joy
I was in Montreal awhile ago and kicked every single person I saw in hopes it would be you... fortunately for you I was hastily deported back to Manitoba before I could get you
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don't think, feel
how are you? long time no talk... what's it been, like two years?
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don't think, feel
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"When we have jumped into the sea
the waves will go on breaking
for we are only foam
and no more."
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don't think, feel
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don't think, feel
Fucking glomp and hug me?!
I cut you up, whore.
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Sometimes you have to lose yourself before you can find anything.
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love, elise
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