Love
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Should be strong. Should be calm and serene, yet this mess of a man is anything but. Wish I could be natural, but the words fail me. Just want to be safe. Just want someone to wrap their arms around this broken mind and body. Keep me from harm. Save me from drowning in endless… Read more
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Obsession. It’s an ugly word. It consumes all. A spark that can’t be seen. A feeling that can never be grasped. I’m lost inside my head, obsessed by imagery that no one else can see. They can’t taste it, nor can they comprehend what it means. Years ago I glimpsed the future. In a… Read more
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Eyes crystallized with misspent youth. The lull of sleep when living proves too much. Some kind of sun kissed memory. Some kind of lover beneath bridges between past and future faith. Cold October evenings. Fresh paint in childhood bedrooms. Spider on the wall as a red lampshade sends me to sleep. The scent of peace,… Read more
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Black holes and tranquillity. The gravitational pull of thighs. Those slices of time always out of reach. Bridges from my illness to yours. Prise open my chest and stuff it full of virtual highs. Cocaine on dollar bills. Bulimia down the back of the sofa along with a thousand black roses. All that space between… Read more
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Drinking beer while rain pisses down outside. Eating rice noodles and pretending it’s the end of the world. I want to be utterly alone- to swim in the pleasures of solitude. My bed contains all of my fears. It cuts me into pieces every time I fall asleep. Stomach cramps and indigestion. Interstellar boredom as… Read more
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Everything takes so much time, yet persistence I know will be the making of me. If you were to have told me all those years ago that I’d still be working on my novel, I would’ve applauded my commitment- yet I would most probably have groaned at the prospect of having to endure so… Read more
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The waves take us down. They show us how to be real. Shiny like a song. Shining like the look of love as the leaves fell upon your restless head. Killing jars and journeys to the forest. Hand in hand as the afternoons escaped to god knows where. It’s in the pretty lines at the… Read more
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Hushed voices as her skeleton remains sacred. Trees that cover her like a blanket. Wrapped in natural horror, she dreams of being found yet they’ll never unearth the secrets she holds dear. Temporary pain not of interest to me. Only the glow of smiles as my teeth flash like those of the Cheshire Cat. Blow… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 