Writing
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Let me take you by the hand, and show you the horrors of what will be. Let me peel open my skull, and let the flashing lights blind you with abandon. My hands around your heart, I can feel the trembling waves of guilt that overcome you. The linguistics of my madness blossoming in your… Read more
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Clutching at love like it doesn’t exist. In a world of inhumanity, salvation is all there is to cling to. The ones who make you happy. The lover that gets under your skin and into your heart. Close the curtains and embrace her. Let the war go on, let the bombs drop invisibly behind closed… Read more
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Sinking feelings and angel dust. Babies breath and crushed hearts. Let me swim someplace where I can be free. Let me grow my beard and be a holy man. I’m tired of everything. Of broken dreams and time travel. My feelings are invisible, lost forever in the rain. There’s nothing in me except for a… Read more
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It’s late evening, and I’m sat looking out the window while drinking beer. There’s a few streetlights dotted around and the occasional passing car, but that’s about it. Everything’s quiet. It seems so peaceful. So mundane. My fingers ache as does my back from poor posture, and I’m flipping between writing and nothingness. To combat… Read more
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When you taste my plague, how does it make you feel? Those thoughts that blossom in your mind when I reveal myself to you, how much is pleasure and how much is pain? With blackened eyes and hardened bones, I’m something you can never escape from. You know my name, but can never bring yourself… Read more
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I’m at the foot of your bed, watching you as you dream. My hands slipping in, my fingers spread existence wide open. They pick away at sweating sex. Always needing to taste, my mouth searches for yours in the darkness. My body on top, my teeth soon bite away. I’m a a bad machine, a… Read more
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There are times when all you want to do is give up. When the self belief you’ve always maintained just leaves you high and dry, the easiest thing to do is quit. All my life, I’ve known that I’ve been different from those around me. At first, I couldn’t put my finger on what it… Read more
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You’re going through the motions at work when those dreams you try not to think about begin flooding your senses. You try denying them not because they’re unpleasant, but because you don’t want to up disappointed. It’s something you’ve done your entire life, it’s nothing new, but when the dreams mean so much, it’s so… Read more
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The problem with life is there’s always tomorrow. It’s the bane of living. All those things you want to do, those words you want to say. They should be done today, but you always put them off. You tell yourself it can wait. Maybe tomorrow things will be better. Maybe tomorrow you’ll be more confident. But… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 