Reflections
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Walk with me. Embrace failure, and be something more. Echoes of lost love while we waste these useless days. If only we could skip to the end. If only we could bend time to our advantage. Don’t be afraid of being alone. We were born that way, and we’ll die it, too. Cling to Read more
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Against the cruel. Against the uncaring. Too many evils where only love should be. Majestic and horrifying in equal measure, sometimes the beauty gets so much that you don’t know what to do with yourself. Sometimes, the darkness is inescapable, swallowing all in its path. Such a mess of existence. Such a waste of chance. Read more
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Awake in the early hours, and laughing in the face of death. Blankets of shadows, so useless against the gaze of fate that comes creeping without delay. Time out of hand as we turn on our sides, we feel it calling. Despite every lover we ever held dear, it always reclaims what it gave. Existence Read more
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Breathing the scent of your freshly washed hair, it goes against the melancholy that stains me. Staying up late into the early hours, the darkness outside my window comforts my fragile mind. Others are out partying and dancing to the sounds of sounds, yet I remain submerged in imagery. It would be easier to Read more
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The sky is blue, sometimes grey. Clouds and rain, passing in due course as sirens cut through the air disturbing my sleep. Closing my eyes, I try to get back to that warm place, but slowly it fades leaving me cold and alone. I was having a dream about Sarah at the time she Read more
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The lonely eyes of a girl who stands alone before the universe. The cracked bells of a church she wished to be married in, now tolling her death march instead. Blood-red gums. Blowjobs to prevent suicidal thoughts. Scars and train crashes and the stink of alcohol on her favourite dress. Everything hurts, and no Read more
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We don’t speak. Either one of us could be dead for all the other knew. Memories dim with each and every passing year, and as I’m writing my tired heart into submission, I feel like I’m losing the better part of me. It feels that with every sentence, I’m trying to get back to Read more
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It’s down all those streets you had long since forgotten. It’s in the trees that called your secret name so many years ago. There’s no reason to fear all that has passed, just take a peek inside, and see what you find. Some buildings remain the same, whilst others have crumbled. Some relics have long Read more
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If there’s anything worse than needing to take a shit, and being unable to get things going, then it’s someone celebrating becoming another brick in the wall. A well paying job. Married with ectopic pregnancies. The dismal horrors of a good pay check for doing nothing other than following a ghastly design of respectable life. Read more
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To think of all those endless walls of doubt. You ask yourself what you dream of, and then if you’re willing to make it happen. If it leads you down a solitary road, will you be prepared to do what it takes to keep walking? Emerging from the shadows, the bright lights look so Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 