I can hold a grudge, so Ill be
passing in my own quarter.
Perfection is impossible amidst my apocalypse
Where stars fall from rapture and
Fizzle out on my chest.
Hell is a hole consumed by many angels,I don't do tricks.
And the honest response is

I would like to be dying in a heaven known to no God I can hold a grudge, so Ill be passing in my own quarter. Perfection is impossible amidst my apocalypse |
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i like this part;
Where stars fall from rapture and
Fizzle out on my chest.
and also the ending on the word 'tricks', makes it sound like it's ended if that makes sense.
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~Self-InjuryClub
I think I get this. This, this poem, this piece of philosophical writing entwined with such unique and powerful words.
I like it how you are making such broard statements in your writing, yet it is not pages and pages of writing waffling jargon.
You are to the point, precise in your word choice and it has resonated into a powerful piece of writing that I want to read often.
I'd fave it over and over again.
Be confident in this sort of writing, because it is so damn good.
You sound wise, you are wise.... so wise beyond your years my dear valued friend.
As you can tell I am missing you Ms
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- annihilated with one twist of my trick scissors -
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Oh, let her fade.
Like a surgical tool.
It's something hidden in something simple.
I like this style of writing very, very much.
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"A place to momentarily house all the abstractions."
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Expect the worst, accept the worst, demand the worst.
It adds depth and cultural understanding.
The last line makes me think of carnivale' prostitution.
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Touch your thighs I'm the lonely one
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Trying to save up some money to go on a vacation from laziness.
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"A place to momentarily house all the abstractions."
Mind blowin' piece of work, anything that short that can make me think that much has to be epic.
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One day your life will flash before your eyes, make it worth watching. -Unknown
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Expect the worst, accept the worst, demand the worst.
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