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inspiration memoirs

Memoirs of a beginning

I rest my heart in fallen paradise. I lay still cuddled with my demons, until i grow tired, so desperate to close my eyes. They pet my soul and comfort my mind with numb lullabies of an innocent child. The fear of the unknown is tucked under their palms for a better day more welcoming […]

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Love

Him.

He lives inside those beautiful scenes. Where the mountains reach for the skies, he smiles. When the wind blows and shuffles my hair he flirts. He embraces my fear and kisses my insecurities. He is everything i know and everything mysterious. He challenges me in my love and in my hate. He gives me every […]

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For you dad,

You were a young man then, i was a baby wearing brown fur overalls. It was winter, everything white and clear. You wrote my name in the snow with your footsteps. I do not remember that, but i watched it on a video tape years after and it stuck in my head. And I find […]

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Beautiful morning. A space for sanity

I open sun drenched eyes to a blue sky and a haze of early summer. My palms are moist from the grass beneath me. And my cheeks warm and pink from the shameless caress of the sun. I find myself looking up into vastness and eternity, blue truth and blurred beauty. A still morning. I […]

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inspiration Introspection Love religion

Existential pointlessness.

I don’t know why i run here every time; every single time i find myself writing as though my mind cries here and lays all its worries and the weight of the world; right here. I find myself creating and expressing what i cannot spell out as eloquently to anyone, at least not without breaking […]

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Love memoirs

Ideal was it?

Ideal was it? That was the word you used. Too generic i suppose to describe an uncertain situation such as love. Well, Why rephrase now? Shouldnt you have thought about a more proper name before? So.. When did you stop seeing through her? What changed? Did her eyes tell less? Or were your words far […]

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Saving Myself

i dont love i adore, i dont feel bad i get crushed, i dont help i save. This is me saving myself. The world is still and the quiet scares you. You begin running and your fear growls at your sanity. The world should not be this good. or should it?..does this mean that you […]

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