You Love Until You Don't.
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Machine (part one)

The dial twists; I am within the dream. 

This world unchanged - and yet my hair is grey. 

The preserved spaces of my mind still teem

with faces suspended in yesterday. 

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Sometimes it’s less the inability to take a hint, than the unwillingness to. 

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Officially back to having no crush. What a bored bored heart. 

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Night Again

Maybe, it may be for the best.

Curtains shut, 

lights down low. 

Don’t say you’re sorry. Let me rest. 

Let me burn.

Let me go. 


And could I, could I, out of sight, 

Could I hold 

whats in my head,

against me at night.  

All alone

In my bed.


Breathe in, breathe in, one long sigh. 

Should forget,

But I don’t. 

Dried out and longing for the sky

To break down. 

But you won’t. 


And maybe, just maybe,

if I keep it 

not too loud,

I could love whats in my head

cause I’m not so proud.

Not so proud as you.