Feelings
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She comes to me at the bottom of a bottle. She swims in each mouthful, with cigarettes smoked in a drunken haze. Sparks of yesterday, glowing in her tricky brown eyes. Broken towns and factories. Boarded-up shops that speak of loss and sorrow. The rain came down, soaking us as we kiss. In the park Read more
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On the brink of reason. A Landscape of yesterday’s rolling like thunder. Faces and places so quickly forgotten. Moments so strange, existing outside of time. A cool embrace upon the ashes of autumn leaves. More than a feeling. More than a woman. Something far beyond what we’re made of. Surrounded by objects, we seek Read more
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love is what i live for the sweet embrace of someone who owns my heart but fuck does it hurt at times sometimes i wish i didn’t feel so sensitively i wish i was stronger but it’s better to feel too much than to not feel at all Read more
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More fields and clouds. No women, only solitude. Away from the tedious minds and bodies of others, I feel at one with myself, calm. The sun brings back memories, and it’s warmth makes my blood feel good. Nature helps me to understand things, to let go of junk. And there’s too much junk, not enough Read more
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hey, don’t be dragged down by the fuckers that hate themselves for being so ugly for it must be so gruesome to wear their awful faces with lying, empty hearts beating in their horrid, awful chests they’ll do anything they can to mutilate the beauty of what you are slashing at your dreams and pissing Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 