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Literature Text
As I scroll through these pictures
Pictures of Gothic architecture
I think of us...and God
He is a masterful architect
Designer of all of our hearts
Each one created uniquely
For that single other person
And when i start to think about it
I can't help but believe
Maybe, just maybe, my love
This heart was designed for you
Pictures of Gothic architecture
I think of us...and God
He is a masterful architect
Designer of all of our hearts
Each one created uniquely
For that single other person
And when i start to think about it
I can't help but believe
Maybe, just maybe, my love
This heart was designed for you
Literature
I am
I am.
I am the shadows of a supernovaed sun
The air of a deep lagoon
The speckles of dust caught in space
Your hair after inescapable sex
I am the love
you fear
and the hate
you crave
and the innocence of a voice that whispers
kill
save
love
eat
sleep
I am the darkness
I am that darkness
I am the light
And you are the shadow
Shadow of a broken moon swept up by dying things
Harvesting fragments of a fallen celestial being
once called goddess
once loved and adorned
now lying on the wayside
waiting to be collected
by the shadows of her past
I am your past
I am your future
And I am tired
Of your desire
to not be present.
Literature
Things I Used To Have
I used to have a home
But it was a dungeon of my parents' making
Now I have broken free and can fly
I found a true home in another's arms
I used to be an only child
Now I have five younger ones
All looking up to me to guidance
But all I can give them is love and be an example
I used to have a big brother
We weren't blood but that never mattered
But a cavern opened up between us
And life carried us on our own paths
I used to have an empty heart
But despite my deepest fears
I found someone who fills it overflowing
And who treasures it and keeps it safe
I used to be afraid
So many things plagued me
But slowly I am conquering
And I will live my l
Literature
Ill-Aimed
I specialize in stealing kisses;
Carry stars to light your candles
On your birthday cake for wishes.
I'd say our glances ,
(back when we met)
mimed our smiles,
it's maybe kismet
that I hold a special place within it
(that locket on your breast's what I meant).
How could I pretend to forget
that nuzzling the back of your neck
goosebumps your skin
which brings me back to kisses.
And how each one still misses.
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