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I'm waving my hat. I'm at the edge of the boat. I'm waving goodbye to my heart afloat, afloat at the edge of the shore. I'm leaving it there, this time for good. It's time to search for simplier things. I've carried it far too long, Heart in hand But it's done me no good This time, I aband Aband the timeless flutters Aband the incurable sweats Aband the same routine My heart in my hand. Still at the edge of the boat I'm hopelessy waving goodbye Not knowing in my heart For once in my life, How...

I was once a girl and you knew my name You were once a boy Who I knew through and through (So I thought) I wonder, at times If it would be so strange as to re introduce myself With the name I now have And to truly discover what compells you to being you, for once I was once a girl With a name I knew nothing of No pride. No meaning. Just. A. Word Just as you were once a boy Lost. Confused. No morals known, to me May I do us the honor And say who we are? Or at least, who we once were? I was onc...

Words seem to soothe the pain The whole act of writing them The curves The gracefulness The lack of detail that makes such a significant difference The simplest yet beautiful forms flow from the pencil I hold, not pen. They are too permanent for me to use. Pain Lonely Vulnerable Does anyone else see the peaceful voluptuousness of these words?

I'm standing still in the desert alone. but not alone I'm standing still in the desert, immobile of anything but not alone I'm standing still in the desert, decisions blazing on my conscience I'm stuck in a state (of mind) that I'm not familiar with I'm too good for this routine. stagnant. no control. monotonous routine fearing to be alone. but not alone I'm standing still in the desert watching the cacti age but not alone I'm still standing in the desert possibly not good enough for you to b...

close your eyes my sweet child and let the pain of lonliness pass through the depths your soul let it devour and continue as a phase of life let it continue as the fall leaves change from bitter to a bottomless pit a pit of sorrow and regrets you never had take a short breath and die alone for awhile ill be waiting for you. . . . the love ill never have in the gates of a never ending hell karma is slowly failing me the portrait i was once painting is now making sense and it shows the fingers ...