Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
Tag: friends
It’s the end of time
It’s the end of time I could go on, as beforeWords, or tags can hurt no moreWere they known, or something new?The blows and swings, in constant slew.. I touch my chest to feel the piecesAs night shrinks…the stinging easesWhat can’t break, then slowly… Continue Reading “It’s the end of time”
On creating and destroying impressions
This post should have been called why am I so dumb..But I decided against it. As you may understand later, I am trying to avoid using that word, the d*** word in writing. Let me start at the very beginning: when I was really… Continue Reading “On creating and destroying impressions”
Sing my dreams
In my dreams I see you all again like yesterday when yesterday was nineteen ninety two We haven’t aged, Tho’ our eyes have changed Our world is torn in two. It could be more, say, three or four? Who knows for sure… Continue Reading “Sing my dreams”
Inspirational friends, mythical creatures and ID
To start on a high note, it is good to have friends. However, I do not like stretching high notes to breakpoints and I would like to point out that it may not always be good to have ‘some’ friends, especially if they are… Continue Reading ” Inspirational friends, mythical creatures and ID”
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