Posted in creative writing

take your dirty hands off my mirror

sun shines

summer comes


it’s been 3 years

and i don’t feel a thing

like i should

like i could

take that!


out of mind

and then 

it will

all be fine

some day

they say 

after today 

Everything will be fine

when we return

the sun sets

and day is done

like the bodies 

of everyone

like the sun 

Well cease to run

And someday will die

but you and i 

and the moon 

are never alone 

And are forever alive
going home

going home

we will know 

when we get home




artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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