MyRedAbyss
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the night should burn with fire and wine it should make you feel as if there’s nothing left to fear the future shouldn’t exist cigarettes and soon to be forgotten words spluttering from your brash mouth lights and bodies glowing alcohol flowing without end this is the magic hour when all is within your grasp… Read more
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the way she rests her belly next to mine sighing, hushing always dead elephants and the fabric of time coming apart like my weary mind war inwards and outwards don’t stop trying never give up despite everyone that tells you to stop the exile is worth it solitude, isolation savour every second be the king… Read more
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disappearing moments swirling like cigarette smoke above saddened heads the past clings leaving a scent that always reminds you of what used to be sometimes it makes you smile sometimes it makes you wish with all you had that you could get back somehow get back to the sunshine that always shone so brightly and… Read more
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ink across the eyes floating like clouds drifting like carrier bags in the wind the mundane lives of the british all the dead insects wasting themselves like it were something meaningful they spit at the sky raging at the emptiness that never seems to leave these barren lands full of supermarkets and office blocks buildings… Read more
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It’s early sunday evening. The sky is blue. It’s warm. A plane flies high above me, unaware of my watchful eye as it passes from one side of the window to the other before disappearing from view. I’m laying on my stomach, on a blanket on the floor. I like being on the floor, makes… Read more
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as daddy boils water to kill ants i say hello blue sky hot and happy, sunday forever playing games at the foot of the garden tomorrow far away wasps and lemonade freshly cut grass, flowers face up with a dog chasing stones monty, a boys best friend afternoon car journeys to swamps bigger than the… Read more
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in her bedroom with the curtains drawn there was never any war just love peace, sleep moments in time known only to us bedsheets, warm darkness, night moonlight sunlight showering us as we fucked like nothing else mattered and it never did just two hearts desire, sighs eyes gazing, seducing open mouthed and begging for… Read more
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all the dreadful people the ones who try too much to be real something they’re not weighing me down like heavy balloons i’m a good guy really with a decent heart but the world’s turned me into a cynical prick with hardened feelings and a lack of sympathy for anyone but myself i try to… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 