Reflections
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These days, they make me feel alive. A mess of words and strange thoughts. A trial of snakes and ladders. Heaven comes crashing down as the waves of lost opportunity splash around our bare feet. She’s dangerous, but the best ones always are. A rose and a thorn between tightened fingers. So many lost lovers. Read more
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Everything is so hopelessly beautiful. The sadness in the air. The dying of leaves and coming of winter. Romance in the fabric of heavy curtains. In the cigarette smoke that dances in warm sunlight. Being and nothingness. Solitude so sweet. Weak and fragile like a butterfly. It’s not a sin to be small. Not a Read more
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I woke to the sound of heavy rain. Fragments of a dream in my head. An ex-lover, the cheating one. She’d been wearing a dress whilst walking through the snow. The sight of her had made me happy. Yet when I woke, I could only feel cold and indifferent. It’s strange to think that I Read more
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And I howled to the moon when the walls of my mind broke down. I howled with despair when everything fell apart, and no one was there to save me. All alone and crumbling like a dead flower. It hurt and it burned. Down and out with nowhere to turn, all that was to be Read more
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These English days. Gravestones and poets, arm in arm and wishing to be left alone. Friends beyond words. A sadness in the air that brings comfort. A natural melancholy wrapped around flesh and stone. The trees speak of time. They whisper of things amiss. Animals and children, the innocents who need protecting. Monstrous humans, more Read more
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All those things we overlook. Those moments we leave behind because we’re too busy chasing a destination that will never arrive. So frantic are we rushing forwards, counting down the days so eager for what the future holds. But the future never comes. We are here only now. We exist only in this moment. Plans Read more
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The still point of the turning world. Don’t talk about the weather, talk about love instead. Run fingers through auburn hair, and fall through the floor. Heartbeats echo. They spin without reason. Footsteps in the sand. Melting hands upon hips so soft. Stars and cosmic rays, colliding like cars on the freeway. Music makes us Read more
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These people that throw away their love. These humans who let go far too easily. Such petty interests they hold dear. Such low opinions they must have of what happiness consists of. Life is quick. Better to go with the flow than to take a moment to step back and look around. That’s how it Read more
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When I lost my mind, I would stay up late at night talking to a ladybird. Sat on the living room floor with a bottle of wine between my legs, it would appear and sit with me until I went to bed. I’d just broken up with my girlfriend. All my fault of course. Guilt Read more
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All the lonely lovers carving their hopes and dreams into a world that doesn’t care. All the losers and freaks, quietly creating, driven by the will to shape the hearts and minds of anyone who’ll listen. Possessed by the fear of oblivion, they do what they do because there’s nothing else. Can’t shape the future Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 