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This machine kills revolutionists
- (tell your poster boys).
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Fate be damned.
personally,
i can’t see myself with
the milky way embedded in my
bones, much less my heart. it
sure would be nice to wish upon a
star for our happy ending, but i think
my prince charming just
sees through
me.
i am a phantom
with wanderlust
stitched into my
lips and rose petals
inked into my skin.
these galaxy-fearing
bones would like to
whisper “i love you”
in every language of
the world,
because fate may
not exist and it’s
high time i form
my own destiny.
Literature
philosophy has lost its appeal
Your absence isn't the elephant in the room;
It’s the invisible parasites lounging in the floorboards
Just writhing for a taste of lonely flesh.
My repaired left half is gone;
Without you, I’m faulty once more:
The half-blind broken wind-up doll is here again.
There aren't words to describe the emptiness:
just return soon.
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Paper-Thin Promises
the first time I caught sight of your
glistening, marble eyes,
I decided you disgust me.
I hate you the way I hate perfection:
merciless, like the snap of mantis jaws.
every fact of you is pretentious,
held high like you raise a middle finger.
You, the artist, always sculpting things,
tried to squeeze my malleable heart like white clay
and stash it in your pocket to rattle with stones.
paint me an unflinching self portrait, my dear:
this skyscraper of a boy shaking with anticipation
to build and destroy, build and destroy.
you sink in tooth and talon at first mention of beauty,
love-biting Aphrodite as though you were equals.
you're a statu
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i honestly have no idea what category to put this in.
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for some odd reason it reminded me of captain america