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Imitating the light played by
Metallic ears in which the
Air fills in together with some
Gaining power of the truth of
Insight into what's called
Nothing in this entire thing, the
Abyss in which we live in and call
The truth despite any chance we
Investigate to find and finally un-
Veil the options from beneath this
Everlasting opinionated world of
Emerging ideas that are found
Yonder of this world we live in with
Eternity gaining on our heels as we
Slip and we slide into a newer
Idea of what could be our future
Game labeled life as we try and avoid
Hell's new features of what we
Thought was once to be a reality
Metallic ears in which the
Air fills in together with some
Gaining power of the truth of
Insight into what's called
Nothing in this entire thing, the
Abyss in which we live in and call
The truth despite any chance we
Investigate to find and finally un-
Veil the options from beneath this
Everlasting opinionated world of
Emerging ideas that are found
Yonder of this world we live in with
Eternity gaining on our heels as we
Slip and we slide into a newer
Idea of what could be our future
Game labeled life as we try and avoid
Hell's new features of what we
Thought was once to be a reality
Literature
Real Estate
The cost of intellectual property has gone up.
I can already feel the ideas curdling like milk,
Strings of silver silk lining
Tangling it up so neatly--
A package for the loan-shark in my bed in the morning.
A message to my lover, to whom I owe such a debt:
All you ever do anymore is take.
My poems crumble at the touch,
Fading into the clusters of Sunday brunch and Family Guy reruns.
What's the price of the two seconds of quiet
Without a pile of unfilled lines awaiting my autograph
Ruffling through the papers you'll have me sign-
What wouldn't I give to sign with the devil, over you...
Teetering on the corner of thought,
My pen limp and b
Literature
Escrtito #2 que te dedico.
Ya mi mente envenenada con tu persona ni siquiera puede recordar la razón del por qué estos sentimientos tan destructivos que siento por ti. Ni siquiera sé si tienen sentido mis palabras, cuando hablo de ti me siento como una loca enjaula. Mi locura es el amor que me provocas y mi jaula el deseo que no sacio. Me siento como una estúpida porque me tienes a tus pies y lo sabes, lo sabes porque mi actitud incontrolable te lo demostró. Hay algo que si recuerdo, aquel primer día de clases, aquel sol de 8am que encendía tu pelo color caramelo, aquella mirada profunda atrapada en el vidrio de tus lentes, las vuelta
Literature
The Best Me
I want to be a better me
Someone who cares more
Hates less and embraces happiness
I want to feel complete
Find the piece I'm missing
A smiley face jigsaw puzzle
I want to look her in the eyes
Without a word know, This is true love
Her fingers cheerfully nestled between mine
I want you to know
The best me, is me with you
It's always been you, beautiful
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I like how it flows in a random way, cutting sentences and even words. Makes it sound rushed and confused, just like thoughts usually are.