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Fifteen Lines of LoveLove is a beautifully-built bridge. Love is a golden apple on a swaying tree. Love is a perfect joke told at the perfect time. Love is a note sung at the perfect pitch. Love is a god giving me all I've ever wanted. Love is a boat on a still, steady pond. Love is a perfect, uninterrupted sleep. Love is a banana, dipped in dark chocolate. Love is a town inhabited only by morality. Love is a rose that doesn't prick your hand. Love is a painting with beautiful brush strokes. Love is a window without any cracks. Love is a story told with every suspenseful detail. Love isFifteen Lines of Love
by ~kitnoforlife
What Wasn'tAs I sit here watching, No words emit from my mouth. There's this sound of nonsense That only I seem to comprehend.What Wasn't
My surroundings are torn, And my lighting is dim. If there be anyone else around, I cannot begin to see them.
I'm oblivious to time. My objectives are irrational. I feel I'm without meaning. Isn't that the truth anyway?
You ask me how I go on, And you tell me I'm nonsensical. The real truthful answer is not ultimate. Everyone has their reason to continue.
I can always smile and wave; I can always "sta
by ~kitnoforlife
Ditch DiggingI'm clueless with who I am now. Am I just a case of complexity Slowly shutting down? Am I anyone?Ditch Digging
These days, it's hard to feel anything That's not written factually in a book. All my life, I've misconceived everything Because of my blatant ignorance.
But the real truth is, the discovered Universe is a dreadful one.
I'm stuck observing myself Living uncontrollably,
And that's worse than
Any form of physical torture.
It's not just my own living either; I'm stuck observing the same Thing in other people, except
They don
by ~kitnoforlife
StarvationI once viewed the the universe And saw magical, crystallized beauty. But now that optical color shade is gone, And the only magic I see is the mind.Starvation
I'll criss-cross the pattern again and again, While everyone upstages my character. Meaningless plays will go on forever, With a backdrop of this magnificent illusion.
What is there to eat now? The old consumption is nauseating and gruesome. Once the color shade burns, coils, and falls, There's nothing left but starvation.
by ~kitnoforlife
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