Relationships
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It’s in the way you sink into despair. Those blinding eyes of self pity that gaze back deep within the mirror. Self obsession. Self disgust. You’re a narcissist waiting to be rescued by your own reflection. A deluded soul in love with your own sense of worthless loss. We’ve been here before, and we’ll be… Read more
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Buried in the dirt and hiding from the light. She’s got a vortex within her chest, yet don’t tell her father. The complex nature of my fears. The hidden depth of my tears. Take me by the hand, and lead me beneath the bridge with no name. Place your signature upon my face. Scar me… Read more
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They say we’ll never make it, but I don’t believe them. Life is a cruel machine. It holds us prisoner, and then it spits us out. We were always doomed, even before we breathed our first. If it’s not death, then it’s not fitting into what society expects of us. They say be different.… Read more
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The strangeness of our lives. Always seeking the truth, yet forever hiding from the cold light of day. In plain sight, we deceive ourselves with such trivial matters. Things that are worthless, that mean less than nothing. Sometimes we get sidetracked. Some great despair makes us stop and think. Some damned illness causes us… Read more
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Like golden memories of childhood bliss. Safe. Warm. Things feeling good when a lover’s smile reflects into your puzzled eyes. Full of happiness and content like a sun-drenched cat, lovers leave the world and travel to some other place. It’s somewhere akin to imagination. To the golden shores of pornography. These vices that attack the… Read more
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The things we do to each other. The games we play unaware that they’re the most meaningless things we could ever put ourselves through. Imitations of life. Godless wonders damaged and washed up like a thousand old thoughts. Once so pretty, now just junk. Once so youthful, now a pale shade of a face long… Read more
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Dreams of words that were never said, of places lost forever as one by one they stopped believing. You try so hard to keep the magic alive, yet it fades as others become just another part of an ever growing machine. Fleeing in the heavy rain, we hide in alleys and parks, soaked to… Read more
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The years get behind me, and yet the women don’t get any older. Attracted by youth. By the young blood that keeps me from turning to stone. Give yourself to another and become their victim. Open yourself up to attack, and fall foul of their blessed opinions. Expectations never fulfilled, you’re always going to let… Read more
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The years come and go. Writing to save a lost soul, it fades then comes back again. Words not to pass the time, but to give time meaning. This isn’t just some hobby. Reflection not a curiosity, but a way of life. Others occupy themselves with their riddles of relationships and jobs. They give their… Read more
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Old buildings and stairwells to the coffee stains on your favourite books. Eyes wide as the road brings us faces and stories that change with every passing hour. Feelings in the pit of our stomachs, washed away to some other place with all those endless bottles of warm beer. The sky is always grey. No… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 