White Christmas

Where’s the snow where did it go? When I was a boy before you were born or maybe not we got a lot of snow and you know it didn’t feel so cold back then when I was a boy before the internet and before I forget which I do can you remember the snow…

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The six sided triangle

I will wish upon that star when that star tells me how far away it is from she and yesterday. We could love as if love was to last as water passed under each bridge we crossed, lost and found out how it is to lose and now searching for the flaws in me wishing…

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X is just graffiti

The mirror only looks at the things that I have been, the mirror is mean, restless feeling helpless, in a mess and is it hopeless to expect? useless. I keep my eyes on him behind me watching me as I see more and the mirror sees it all, exactly as it should be. At a push…

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