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Bluelighter
Skyscraping catalysts become slivers on the rise of a shivering dancing lightpole glistening in your eyes.
Try to be sincere as the pain you endure nears and the thought of gently owning you slips into the night.
Amidst a chanting thunder petite blunderers wonder alound, if ever will they make right, a sense they lost somewhere in the clouds.
Try to tell them, never turn and look to see. Pointing them in another direction so all that's left is you and me.
Romantiscism and eloquent groans, disconnection from the endless world. A thousand sheets to cover me, with all but a tingle, sensing senselessly.
Love to be made, in the night with a shade, and a squirrely little raincoat covering seasoning tirades.
Mind can't be made, only two can betray, the once lonely whisperer, now runs storming through the game...
Try to be sincere as the pain you endure nears and the thought of gently owning you slips into the night.
Amidst a chanting thunder petite blunderers wonder alound, if ever will they make right, a sense they lost somewhere in the clouds.
Try to tell them, never turn and look to see. Pointing them in another direction so all that's left is you and me.
Romantiscism and eloquent groans, disconnection from the endless world. A thousand sheets to cover me, with all but a tingle, sensing senselessly.
Love to be made, in the night with a shade, and a squirrely little raincoat covering seasoning tirades.
Mind can't be made, only two can betray, the once lonely whisperer, now runs storming through the game...
BRAIINNN LOCK! super tired and this is my way of writing a journal. Sometimes I like to write what's acutally on my mind... but I also like to be creative so this is how I do both. Which is why I call this one of my "words" not my "poems"
