Elements.

The brisk spring air enveloped your body, The night sky left soft kisses on your face, You passed us by into the night, A beautiful mind to erase. Deep along the constellations, Your fallen tears sparkle like glitter from afar, Still air moves us, Waves crash, damaging our hearts, Rest, just rest, As your ship…Read more Elements.

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Gloucester Place.

An imprint, A first impression, A desire to get things right A post A notice A glance across a room A glass Spectacles Clear skies, Set sail A heavy heart That evaporates with the rain Dark clouds A pond ... A tiny  glimmer of hope, Unfaltering. Always there, always there.

If I Smear Any More of my Mascara It Will Look Like I’ve Been Crying

February 2013 If I had a text message for every tweet Or every song That you ever wrote about me, I would be disillusioned with love. The most that I've gotten from you Is a spoiled memory, And 140 characters of ambiguity. The cheapest mascara I've bought was for 1.99 Next time ill make sure…Read more If I Smear Any More of my Mascara It Will Look Like I’ve Been Crying

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January 2013. There is a noose around my neck Colored rouge Blood red stains My cheeks are pale Rose petals scattered on my bed Wake her up they shout Buried alive I'm already dead.