Old Friends

The final picture dissipates then i walk away birds and bees, no notice take bats and fireflies lament For they know me by my candid craving Understand my flagellating function



Along the long cold Atlantis, Passing just about all the tests of time.


In love, at peace. Is it wrong to want alone. To not miss and not be missed. To want nothing and no one more.

Leave me be

You made especially evident; for none you ever bent. Henceforth I will be aware, surely, angels aren't heaven sent.

You won all battles

All my strength invested, holding me back. I wish I could leap across the hallway, slap that oblivious look off your face. I see neither hurt nor guilt in your eyes, but I clearly see the pride in your smile.

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