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Change: August 2010
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Monday, August 30, 2010. I miss my addiction to you. The heart writhing pain. The word choked throat. An empty cloak below. That changed long ago. Squirm, blood and flesh. Of what could have been. You and me and me and you. Still exist in the figment of. Muses walked out on me. For what I did to you. Now here I am -. In the company of choppy waters. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Product of this society! View my complete profile.
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Change: Faith in Eighth
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Monday, November 11, 2013. 10 years since the day you said. What no words could describe the way I felt. Lot has changed since the day you spoke. Our wants, needs and lives have forked. You may remember that day as a passing thought. Or worse the day could pass without a spark. Nevertheless I present you a gift. Of uncelebrated anniversaries wrapped. In glossy imbibed emotions with. Glitters of accepted silences. And a tag of unwritten moments. Product of this society!
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Change: February 2012
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Saturday, February 11, 2012. A Day in Life. He (The Sun) lit my face again. Between the cracks of my crushed curtain. That's still playing my favourite dreams - I decide,. To pause it to play them later tonight. He crossed the bricks and headed down the park. Exposing alleys and lives in his chutzpah. I start out to make a living. Sandwiched in the tram by the crowd unforgiving. Familiar faces seldom speak or smile. Used to this life, been living awhile. A Day in Life.
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Change: November 2013
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Monday, November 11, 2013. 10 years since the day you said. What no words could describe the way I felt. Lot has changed since the day you spoke. Our wants, needs and lives have forked. You may remember that day as a passing thought. Or worse the day could pass without a spark. Nevertheless I present you a gift. Of uncelebrated anniversaries wrapped. In glossy imbibed emotions with. Glitters of accepted silences. And a tag of unwritten moments. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Change: Train to London
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Wednesday, September 12, 2012. Train to London Bridge. Had you standing by the door. Lost in your dailies. Oblivious to graze of me eyes sore. That's yearning for a look,. And a smile perhaps. Look up love with the warm glow. Teasing your auburn hair. Your daisy printed top's folds. The somber scarf and the. Tease me for the proximity they hold. I caught those coy curves. At the corner of your eyes. And at the end of your lips. As your pages turned. In a hope to figure.
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Change: September 2012
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Wednesday, September 12, 2012. Train to London Bridge. Had you standing by the door. Lost in your dailies. Oblivious to graze of me eyes sore. That's yearning for a look,. And a smile perhaps. Look up love with the warm glow. Teasing your auburn hair. Your daisy printed top's folds. The somber scarf and the. Tease me for the proximity they hold. I caught those coy curves. At the corner of your eyes. And at the end of your lips. As your pages turned. In a hope to figure.
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Change: June 2013
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Saturday, June 22, 2013. The World is ending this Year they say. Did you hear that. It is a week and four days before. The supposedly apocalyptic date. Weak after a dull year. I pen this to be posted. So you could read this someday,. Month or years after or be read. And have a laugh at the scary thought. Of the sky falling and earth devouring. All living and beginnings to a cataclysmic end. What a farce all this may seem to few and you. In a life aplomb with events.
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Change
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Saturday, June 22, 2013. The World is ending this Year they say. Did you hear that. It is a week and four days before. The supposedly apocalyptic date. Weak after a dull year. I pen this to be posted. So you could read this someday,. Month or years after or be read. And have a laugh at the scary thought. Of the sky falling and earth devouring. All living and beginnings to a cataclysmic end. What a farce all this may seem to few and you. In a life aplomb with events.
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Change: January 2012
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Inconsistency and the way of life. Tuesday, January 17, 2012. Belong to the tree. no more. Wilderness take me over. Bury me between the thickest. Blanketed by the dews. Wilderness take me over. From the hands of maurading breeze. To the silent flotsams by the cove. Wilderness take me over. As composed Autumn's song when I. Swivel float to join fellow composts. Upon a mound,. A calm, glowing someone sits. The imagery and the tone changes. To barks, twigs. In all, at its center. It is that someone I seek.
