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Fallen in thought; still falling. | Enshrouded in the haze of words. | Page 2

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. July 9, 2015. You ignited my ardor,. Which lay buried under dust,. And like a matchstick. In an old box of matches;. You made it burn with passion-. With a strike that lit up my heart,. And now, my entire world,. Was a magician’s firework,. Whizzing up every time you walked past,. And bursting into sparkly dust,. Every time you smiled down at me,. But, as your flames of enchantment grew around me,. You slowly began incinerating me,. The s...

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Most times.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. September 15, 2015. Sometimes I wonder,. If I told you my stories,. Would you sew together my words,. Or tell the world my miseries. Sometimes I wonder,. If I told you my secrets,. Would you bury them deep in your heart,. Or let them slip right between your fingers. Sometimes I wonder,. If I told you my pain,. Would you feel it with me,. Or let it drown me with disdain. Sometimes I wonder,. If I told you lies,. Would you believe them,.

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Apocalypse.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. November 6, 2015. November 6, 2015. I’m a prisoner of sins,. Feeding my soul with guilt. I’m a wayfarer of lost lands,. Treading shadows of hope. I’m a worker of the devil,. Switching sides with good. I’m a believer of fate,. Holding on just a little longer. I’m a pariah of old times,. Confiding in cold darkness. I’m a surviver of war,. Waiting for sweet salvation. I’m a prophet of madness,. I’m a fallen dove,. I’m a shattered glass,.

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Even though.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. October 18, 2015. Even though you’ve met before,. Sadness greets you with a new lore,. Even though no one’s around,. You hold in every broken sound,. Even though no one cares,. You hide what your soul bears,. Even though a few claim to love,. You end up a lonely scruff,. Even though your heart beats,. You know it silently bleeds,. Even though your body’s breathing,. You are told you’re not deserving,. You won’t ever get your relief,.

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For life.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. October 1, 2015. October 1, 2015. It’s funny,. How the peace you just started to bask in,. Fades away behind clouds of agony. How the things that you came to love,. Slip right between the cracks of your broken spirit. How the people whose hearts beat with yours,. Severe your only strings of faith. How the laughter that echoed around you,. Dies down to the most painful of silences. How you miss and long for happiness,. For life, even death.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. November 6, 2015. November 6, 2015. I’m a prisoner of sins,. Feeding my soul with guilt. I’m a wayfarer of lost lands,. Treading shadows of hope. I’m a worker of the devil,. Switching sides with good. I’m a believer of fate,. Holding on just a little longer. I’m a pariah of old times,. Confiding in cold darkness. I’m a surviver of war,. Waiting for sweet salvation. I’m a prophet of madness,. I’m a fallen dove,. I’m a shattered glass,.

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Someone.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. August 9, 2015. Screaming from within,. Lurching out from your heart,. Shattering your ribs,. Rending through your flesh,. And breaking your soul;. Your words try breathing,. They try existing,. And they try being known,. Known, to someone,. Not just anyone,. But to that someone,. You wouldn’t die inside everyday,. And without whom,. Your heart wouldn’t beat,. To the sound of their footsteps,. As you see them come closer,.

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Scars.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. August 19, 2015. It isn’t easy,. But they stay with you,. Through your days,. They cling on to you,. They hold on to you. You’ve got a few old ones. You won’t even remember. But the new ones,. Are the ones,. That hurt the most. Just when you roll up a sleeve,. Thinking you’re done,. With pain piercing through you,. There they come,. Crawling your skin,. And leaving you,. With another memory to haunt. Both old and young,. Maybe, just maybe,.

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Au Revoir.  | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. August 19, 2015. You float up in the celestial skies,. Whilst I drown in a dead sea of lies,. Every night I picture you,. Sleeping with a smile so true,. And silently shed tears,. Knowing that you’ve befriended your fears,. But I’m not as blessed,. And lie between rocks pressed,. Cold as the night’s cry,. I slowly begin to die,. And you find haven in the starlight,. Away from the dirt and its plight,. I feel my hands begin to numb,. You a...

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October | 2015 | Fallen in thought; still falling.

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Fallen in thought; still falling. Enshrouded in the haze of words. October 18, 2015. Even though you’ve met before,. Sadness greets you with a new lore,. Even though no one’s around,. You hold in every broken sound,. Even though no one cares,. You hide what your soul bears,. Even though a few claim to love,. You end up a lonely scruff,. Even though your heart beats,. You know it silently bleeds,. Even though your body’s breathing,. You are told you’re not deserving,. You won’t ever get your relief,.