If forwards isn’t working
read me backwards
replace my adjectives with your intent
the plot is weak
and my character is waning
Indent my eyes
rewrite the marrow in my bones
edit the blood beneath my skin
because it doesn’t flow quite right
the pauses in my breath are too short
the punctuation is lacking
yet still I am the last word missing from
your story.
Come find me.
Come find me.
Come find me.
You were meant to.
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a poem to fall for.
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The world is an eraser for these words
- Jack Kerouac
we must destroy that which contains us
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“The darkness is gathered ‘round this night.
And the stars are dim in the city.”
=PoetryPlease ~PoeticPath
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"the body is the vehicle, bound by time.
the mind is the mechanics, bound by logic.
the soul is the part from the whole attempting to be an individual.
and the spirit is what remains of the bond shared before there was time."
I Have a Story
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Join! ~deutsch
Bis dann.
Ich werde warten.
--
"the body is the vehicle, bound by time.
the mind is the mechanics, bound by logic.
the soul is the part from the whole attempting to be an individual.
and the spirit is what remains of the bond shared before there was time."
I Have a Story
--
Join! ~deutsch
Bis dann.
Ich werde warten.
--
"the body is the vehicle, bound by time.
the mind is the mechanics, bound by logic.
the soul is the part from the whole attempting to be an individual.
and the spirit is what remains of the bond shared before there was time."
I Have a Story
--
While some people make love,
others expect rain.
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