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A little less than last. | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. February 17, 2015. A little less than last. Leaving doubt no promised benefit. Isolated from common sense. Long after the damage done…. And that is when conscience. Speaks up with the disapproving superiority. When the heart sighs with heavy regret. And i mumble numbly:. Where were you Love to blind me then? To stop my embittered words. Glistening sharp in all its bloodlust. To halt my irate accusations. From hurting who we adore? Who we now behold. And perchance loving us back.
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MARVELous Post | Pain in the Peg
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Pain in the Peg. Have you ever tried to take a photo of a faded Spider-Man, high up on a telephone post, with the sun in your face and a fresh new pole installation corrupting the image? Well, this is the result…. Skull Post →. 15 Responses to “MARVELous Post”. April 21, 2014 at 11:47 pm. It’s a simply marvelous post, darling! You Really have a way with posts.😉 😎. Liked by 1 person. April 22, 2014 at 12:44 am. I take pride in my handling of posts, I appreciate you noticed😉. Liked by 1 person. Got luck...
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i’m trying (honestly i am) | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. April 22, 2015. I’m trying (honestly i am). I know you secretly think i’m not. I know you quietly think to yourself. No not hard enough. Does she really want it bad enough. But I want to tell you. When you’ve been stuck in trying. You know you didn’t stop. You know you don’t want it any less. But you don’t know if it’s working. You don’t know if you’re making the same mistakes. And no one is ever going to tell you. No one is ever going to see you trying. I hope you re doing fine.
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Her way | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. February 14, 2015. Embers whisked into a slow fury. From just the way you look her way. Every candied word a bitter pill. Every too wide smile a taunt. Every glance, another minute chance. That I fail…. That I fade into the frame. Anger, fear, guilt, agony, shame. All want to lay their searing. Burns….burns….burns. This entry was posted in Pieces. One thought on “ Her way. February 17, 2015 at 12:02 pm. Thank you for your valuable comments! Enter your comment here.
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intotheindigo | My muse's quiet amusement | Page 2
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My muse's quiet amusement. March 13, 2016. Though it calls out. Wanting to be found. March 13, 2016. I write, but…. Startled by the force. I do not wake. Its power still new. Still strong in its conviction. To be heard…. March 11, 2016. I begin for once. All chosen by me. All paths lay open. With only me to cross them. A journey that reigns. Or wish I had waited. March 3, 2016. Love to all,. Thank you for being the reason for brightening so many of my days! March 2, 2016. March 1, 2016. March 1, 2016.
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i want the now | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. April 22, 2015. I want the now. I press away the tears and try to be pragmatic. I know you know. Why i have to say out loud. All the reasons why your way is better. I’m convincing me to be patient. I’m convincing me that you do all you do so that we can be. But i want the now. I want it to be as promising as i know it always has been. I want that quiet time where i think. There’s more time to just be. Where i feel at peace with you by my side. Because i know they will be there.
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Outside the Closet – My Virtual Diary
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Poem, Stories, Sarcasm and whatever else comes in my mind. May 29, 2015. November 8, 2016. The walls are closing in,. I’m trapped in my own mind,. My face stings a little,. As you slash at me again,. The metal cold as your heart,. Leather whips as you bring it down,. It has been days,. Since I felt a thing,. My skin black and blue,. Traces of your concern,. You say it is for my better,. Yet I feel so wrong,. I was scared before,. To tell you the truth,. To break down the walls,. I felt suffocated,. You a...
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Way leads…. | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. February 14, 2015. Way leads to way. Whether i wanted to travel. Whether i would waver. Falter and yearn to give up. At every pit stop…. This entry was posted in Pieces. Thank you for your valuable comments! Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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QueridaJ | intotheindigo
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My muse's quiet amusement. May 27, 2016. After a nasty fight. Where though you’ve. The angry words still echo. The intensity still lingers. The tension refuses to slack off. And so you both trudge on. More polite and apologetic. Wishing for the warmth that. You had basked in before. Wondering when will this be forgotten? When will this dissipate? When will this be that insignificant grey cloud that lingered too long. And obscured the rainbow. Before its brilliance shone through. May 13, 2016. Me out of c...
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